27
27 years, 27 years oldOnly thing I know, the only thing that gets oldI gotta sell out if I want to get soldDon't want the devil to be taking my soulI write songs that come from my heartI don't give a fuck if they get into the chart, oh noOnly way I can be, is to say what I seeAnd have my shadow hanging over me
I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run'Cause, running's the thing I've always doneI don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've doneI'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun
27 years, 27 years now, only thing I know,I know that I don't know howTo please everybody all of the time'Cause everybody always fucking changes their mind
A little bit faded, a little bit shaded,Don't want to stop, won't be persuadedTo write words I can't believe in, to see my face on a video screen
I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run'Cause, running's the thing I've always doneI don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've doneI'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun
27 years, 27 years doneWritten 600 songs, only 12 get sung87,000 cigarettes have passed through these lungs andEvery single day I wish I'd never smoked 1A week brushing my teeth and a week getting my haircut8 years sleeping, I'm still tired when I wake upA whole year eating and I still lost weight fuck5 proper girlfriends and 5 messy breakups27 birthdays, 27 new years30,000 quid, just so I could have a few beersEver dying old hopes, ever growing new fearsDon't know how I'm going, but I know how I'm going here
I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run'Cause, running's the thing I've always doneI don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've doneI'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun