Get Around to It

If rumour is always right and the truth is lies

Then they're starting to sound alike

Yeah I've lost sight

4 A.m. My friends still high

Echoing promises

You wish your body thin

Based on trashy magazines

I just can't relateSo you could call this what it is

And kill me

If you can get around to itYou're coming on 25

And your cousins nine

But you're starting to sound alike

Yeah words in line

6 A.m. My friends still high, echoing promises

You can say you wanna

A man lifted from a magazine

Please don't hesitateSo you could call this what it is

And kill me

If you can get around to it