Song Lyrics

So what exactly are you saying
You'd like to live your life between the sheets?
No destination
The hour's getting way past getting late.
To find the public opinion
You're talking big it comes to easily
I'm not prepared to entertain
You salivate when someone tells it straight.

You're young enough to always push your luck.
I keep my fingers crossed you keep em up.

Got a reason to get up this morning
Got inspired by the fear of being last
Don't deny your criminal past
Got a reason to get up this morning
Got inspired by the fear of being last
Don't deny your criminal past
Deny your criminal past.

So what exactly are ya,
So what exactly are ya saying
You'd like to live, your life
Talking cheap its no consolation
The hours getting way past getting late
And now its time to for-forget,
All the people there's too much to regret.
But now its carved in stone,
Just hang up the phone forever.
You've been arrested and you've
Been inspected but you

You're young enough to always push your luck
I keep my fingers crossed you keep em up

Got a reason to get up this morning
Got inspired by the fear of being last
Don't deny your criminal past
Got a reason to get up this morning
Got inspired by the fear of being last
Don't deny your criminal past
Deny your criminal, past.

Got a reason to get up this morning
Got inspired by the fear of being last
Don't deny your criminal past
A reason to get up this morning
Got inspired by the fear of being last
Don't deny your criminal past
Deny your criminal past
Yeah your criminal past
Yeah your criminal past
Yeah your criminal past.

Damian Birchall B Costin, David Ghim Cheng Ong, Matt Charles Balfe, Patrick Thomas Robertson