I’m a tough guy, you know?
Can’t you tell by my skin?
There’s a whole lot of house fire
I’ma let it all in
I’m a weirdo, you see
I’ve been acting my age
I’m a book on your shelf, baby
Won’t you tear out a page?

I’ma lay down
On a blank slate
You’re the first word
On the last day

I wanna forget the world you know, just let me go
I spent the season inside my soul
If they wanna know, I’ve gone away
A holiday for the low
A holiday for the low
In the low

I must be sick in the head
I am being myself
I need reasons to sleep, baby
I’m in all kinds of hell
I will pack up my bags
Give me reasons to leave
I’m a hole in your head, darling
Don’t you come after me

I’ma lay still
In a fugue state
I’m a sleeping pill
For the long wait

I wanna forget the world you know, just let me go
I spent the season inside my soul
If they wanna know, I’ve gone away
A holiday for the low
A holiday for the low
A holiday for the low
A holiday for the low, oh, no

Other lyrics by Keaton Henson:

Conversation Coach

Hey now don’t make it a thing I’m old but I can be Impending darkness Oh no hell did I make it too dark too early when I should be Less weird less like me …

Day In New York

I’ll let you know when I’m in town We’ll spend the day hanging around I cannot be late though for I’ve got a show and you know what I’m like …

Don't I Just

Don’t I just overdo it Don’t I just let you down Don’t I just blow the party out Like candles in the storm Don’t I just know how to fuck things up …

Envy

Thought I’d had enough Daylight calls my bluff Late night, tired eyes Make fun, I don’t mind I’m alright Who wouldn’t wanna be like me? I’ve …

Furl

I sang myself To sleep Guess I still do Could you hold my hand? I can’t I never learned how to And all the years That hang like rain I often wish Them back again …