Song Lyrics

Emphatic, overdramatic pathetic stories
Are spun about me and my loose tongue
The harboured jealousy pouring out
As they sniff up the filth
And text a tirade of hellish stuff
I'm not here to hold you up
While you pick away at my foundations
Save me your story of woe
Unwrap your cotton wool
And spare me this facade. oh

They use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time

I'm crawling out of the stagnant hole
That you're wallowing in so don't you claw at my ankles
They use my name as a scapegoat
To cover their backs but I won't ever attack
I move against the compulsion
Dig my heels in the ground
To think that you had the notion
That I wouldn't make a sound

They use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time

Are you lost brother?

Are you lost brother?

Are you lost brother?

Oh

Sam Fender

The duration of Use is 3:31 minutes and seconds.