Nothing's Changed

With my Walkman happy

Chinton School, but I lived in Abbey

Had bare cats, four black, two tabby

Before we had packs of Ami

Street kids, we ain't ever been to the Valley

Home air's thick and it smells like burning

The system's calling us urban

I don't even know what it is, but I'm learning

Didn't even call it depressed, just hurting

Had to get out, I was bursting

Shame that I don't really know what I'm searching for

But still I keep searching

Mum's ill, but bills, so my nan keeps working

Late night nursing

And they wonder why I feel like a burden

Still picked apart like surgeon

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

I better head back home

I better head back home

Piss poor friends, no places to vent

Smart kid, but it don't make sense

Bun herb 'cause the world's intense

Made my way and I made my dent

Under the bridge and over the fence

Long walks, River Trent

I never fucked with the freshers' events

I ain't mindful of shit I resent

Never used to look in the mirror

Hardly see myself in a picture

It's why I struggled to mix in the mixture

Unless there's a round or a pitcher

I never had a dad like that

But, still, to my siblings I'm a good sister

I try so hard to connect the dots

So why are my family bitter?

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

Nothing's changed, still

Can't look back

I better head back home

I better head back home

I better head back home

I better head back home

I think I really need you

Do I really need you?

I think I really need you

Do I really need you?

I think I really need you

Do I really need you?

Really need you

Do I really need you?