6 am - I know all too well,
Those days are gone, got nothing left to tell
You come in - looking to go out,
But I'm afraid that I'll be opting out
Sessioning - is alright for now,
But there is also time for figuring out,
What it is - that you are trying to do,
The mundane has it's logic baby too

Chorus
SHOUT IT OUT
I'll wake up tomorrow feeling Rosey baby,
SHOUT IT OUT

SHOUT IT OUT
You'll wake up tomorrow feeling Rosey baby
SHOUT IT OUT

All things - are dead and gone,
Sunday morning and your pretty face is long
Party's - gone out the door,
And morning breath makes you a weekend whore
The things you said!
You drank away your wits,
But now you're givin' it up,
You're going to kick the habit,
'Cause you woke up clothed and don't recognise this place,
While all I got is ZZZ's out of my face

MIDDLE 8 - I don't know but I've been told Ravers can be bought or sold