28 Days lyrics

the sand is sifting by
I only know that I will die
and pay my taxes the rest is touch and go
I wish I could just catch a glimpse of what's in store
I've wanted since I can recall
I never know what to do
I've never had a clue

I feel the future
don't tell me you don't
feel it slip away

feel it slip away

the sand is sifting by
I only know that I will die

you want so much for everyone
to like you for who you really are
but you care about it so much
you won't be yourself
cause I know you feel so much better
than that and I know you
would not have to let someone else
do this bullshit to you
what I want to know is why you let
those fucking wankers talk to you like that

what makes you think they are so cool

fight, waste your time argue
I'll be, yeah that's good enough for me
labels, struggle for your pigeon hole
grabbing with both hands
snob, but you think your cool as fuck
talk shit about love and understanding
understand you're looking down your nose
you only like the cool bands

ehhh this is what i say
yo this is what you mean to me
you make me feel

fight, waste your time argue

ride the train and it takes me back

to the days when Frankston was our line

I used to live for getting up man

killing trains just to kill the fucking time
don't get me wrong

I was true to the graf scene

travel miles just to rack I was so keen

I also was a hip hop b boy to boot

used to write my name while you'd commute

yeah my girl she's so pretty
always waiting when I get home
she's always wants to lick me
and she wears a shiny fur coat
she's always waiting when I get home
when I get back to my house
I know that she's always waiting
when i get home
when I get back to my house
I know that she's always waiting
she's waiting, she's waiting
she's waiting

ohh she's always there for me

why do we bother sometimes
why not give this shit up
we're meant to be friends but we
can't let our guard down for too long
now we can't.
we value our friendship so highly
but too easily forgotten
when we want what we want
we were so tight when we were seventeen
what fucking happend that's what I've got to know
to know.

I think we've lost touch with

the sky is grey bordem kicks in again

I don't know if I'll ever win

I'm not sure if it's worth it

I'll just have to wait and see
surrounded by people I don't understand

trying to do my best I've got a plan

putting me to the test I'm not alone

it's still all up to me

I'll rise above and I'll look down

it all seems so miniscule

inside you is you heart
as also is a ball of hatred
you struggle within
dont let that hatred swallow you whole
cause darkness is all you see
you use it as a foundation of strength
but in fact its what makes you weak
you are so much more
than that ball of hate
but it's all that you'll let us see
we won't tear you apart
we're you're fucking friends
but I won't take the fall

Right, thats all it is right

Two eight days in the mother fucking house
you know you get fresh within the stomach without
its like D.O.P. and my name is Jay
but you can call me super yeah 28 Days
your fired up getting busy get your head pumping
right in the fucking house and the crowd is like thumping
melt a little wax and now that is a fact
and you know I get fatter I don't ya think

all I fucking do is complain

me and the rest of the scene

that's what's wrong with us

whinging does nothing
when did we become so clean

I'm really over this

no one want's to hit close to home

I'm this I'm that which makes me right

no it makes you narrow minded you're 

choking on your words you fucking clone

my style yeh i like to party down on a
thursday night and you know we do it right yeh yeh
mad wild going crazy with the crew yeh
we do what we want to and you know
when i hit the suds it’s a nightmare stand clear
doing what i feel is right if not who cares
not me evil like the devil don’t you think?
waking in the morning thinking damn i shouldn’t drink.

fight, waste your time argue
I'll be, yeah that's good enough for me
labels, struggle for your pigeon hole
grabbing with both hands
snob, but you think your cool as fuck
talk shit about love and understanding
understand you're looking down your nose
you only like the cool bands

ehhh this is what i say
yo this is what you mean to me
you make me feel

fight, waste your time argue

Right, thats all it is right

Two eight days in the mother fucking house
you know you get fresh within the stomach without
its like D.O.P. and my name is Jay
but you can call me super yeah 28 Days
your fired up getting busy get your head pumping
right in the fucking house and the crowd is like thumping
melt a little wax and now that is a fact
and you know I get fatter I don't ya think

yeah my girl she's so pretty
always waiting when I get home
she's always wants to lick me
and she wears a shiny fur coat
she's always waiting when I get home
when I get back to my house
I know that she's always waiting
when i get home
when I get back to my house
I know that she's always waiting
she's waiting, she's waiting
she's waiting

ohh she's always there for me

the sand is sifting by
I only know that I will die
and pay my taxes the rest is touch and go
I wish I could just catch a glimpse of what's in store
I've wanted since I can recall
I never know what to do
I've never had a clue

I feel the future
don't tell me you don't
feel it slip away

feel it slip away

the sand is sifting by
I only know that I will die

why do we bother sometimes
why not give this shit up
we're meant to be friends but we
can't let our guard down for too long
now we can't.
we value our friendship so highly
but too easily forgotten
when we want what we want
we were so tight when we were seventeen
what fucking happend that's what I've got to know
to know.

I think we've lost touch with

ride the train and it takes me back

to the days when Frankston was our line

I used to live for getting up man

killing trains just to kill the fucking time
don't get me wrong

I was true to the graf scene

travel miles just to rack I was so keen

I also was a hip hop b boy to boot

used to write my name while you'd commute

all I fucking do is complain

me and the rest of the scene

that's what's wrong with us

whinging does nothing
when did we become so clean

I'm really over this

no one want's to hit close to home

I'm this I'm that which makes me right

no it makes you narrow minded you're 

choking on your words you fucking clone

the sky is grey bordem kicks in again

I don't know if I'll ever win

I'm not sure if it's worth it

I'll just have to wait and see
surrounded by people I don't understand

trying to do my best I've got a plan

putting me to the test I'm not alone

it's still all up to me

I'll rise above and I'll look down

it all seems so miniscule

inside you is you heart
as also is a ball of hatred
you struggle within
dont let that hatred swallow you whole
cause darkness is all you see
you use it as a foundation of strength
but in fact its what makes you weak
you are so much more
than that ball of hate
but it's all that you'll let us see
we won't tear you apart
we're you're fucking friends
but I won't take the fall

you want so much for everyone
to like you for who you really are
but you care about it so much
you won't be yourself
cause I know you feel so much better
than that and I know you
would not have to let someone else
do this bullshit to you
what I want to know is why you let
those fucking wankers talk to you like that

what makes you think they are so cool