Flat-Pack Philosophy

I’m cracking up, can’t take the strain
From heaven to hell and back again
And so each night, I say a prayer
Someone to love, someone to care
Hold on, why am I here? What are we living for? (Oh, oh)
All of my hopes, dreams, and desires, assembly required
That’s flat-pack philosophy
So when my thoughts make me depressed
I think the best, and fuck the rest
Despite it all, the future’s key
The double-decker bus, the one I didn’t see
Hold on, why am I here? What are we living for? (Oh, oh)
All of my hopes, dreams, and desires, assembly required
That’s flat-pack philosophy
Hold on, why am I here? What are we living for? (Oh, oh)
All of my hopes, dreams, and desires, assembly required
That’s flat-pack philosophy
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Flat-pack philosophy, flat-pack philosophy
Flat-pack philosophy, flat-pack philosophy