Testo Having No-one

Some sun marks the end of a right dull spell
I'm squinting back into it to see if it went well
I'm lured by cobblestones and seats outside
Tricked into forgetting and into having a good time
A bizarre impulse to eat cremated food
At least there's no chance of disease
after the heat it withstood
And I'm sat on the top a grass stained chair Praying they'll spend their night anywhere but here
Anywhere but here.

Here comes the team designed to strip me of joy
The giggling combination of that girl with that boy
And i'll claim indifference that i'm having a good time
Aided by a healthy dose of the sun's own shine
Some sun makes the end of a dull spell
And I'm squinting back to see if it went well

Having no-one isn't much fun
Having no-one isn't much fun
That's why I gotta find myself someone
Someone someone someone
Having no-one isn't much fun Having no-one isn't much fun
That's why I gotta find myself someone
Someone someone someone
Having no-one isn't much fun
Having no-one isn't much fun
That's why I gotta find myself someone
Someone someone someone
Having no-one isn't much fun
Having no-one isn't much fun
That's why I gotta find myself someone
Find myself someone