Apple Juice - Oscar Lang

Tripping over the same mistakes

I’m getting older by the second, each day

The lines are clearer all over my face

It’s all bundled up, can’t think what to say

A cup of coffee doesn’t cut it, well it’s just no use

I need my something that could get me through this Sunday news

Waking up, pouring apple juice

Sickly sweet, putting me in the mood

Far too early to think about fruit

Waking up, pouring apple juice

(Oh)

(Ha ha ha)

Combing my hair, can’t get it how I want

Can’t brush my teeth because the toothpaste’s all gone

Look in the mirror, think about my mistakes

But I’m still breathing and today’s a new day

Another sofa, just a place I like to rest my head

Got used to hitting snooze and crusty eyes and feeling dead

Waking up, pouring apple juice

Sickly sweet, getting me in the mood

Far too early to think about fruit

Waking up, pouring apple juice