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Sometimes in my life
I take all my hopes and dreams, all my ambitions and all my aspirations
And I give them all up, trade them all in, put them all to one side
For a springboard, and a pair of shorts, and a plain white t-shirt
And the ability to do a perfect backflip

I think if I could do it, the seconds would feel like hours to me
It would be like medicine staying with me
During the days and during the weeks when I'm just pushing on, just getting by

And it's funny how your life is
It's funny how you can spend years and years building it up, layer by layer
And then throw it all away in a second

And I'm not the boy I used to be
And though I've more or less accepted it,
Although I'm no longer trying to change it,
I still regret it, I regret it every day
I'm not the boy I used to be

Maybe it's Scotland I hate
I know I hate so many things about it
I hate the way punishment's at the heart of everything
I hate the way parents speak to their children
I hate the way everything always has to be someone's fault
Even though some things just happen, some things just happen

I hate the way people bring up their children to be exactly the same as they are
Just so they can justify the way they've lived their life
I hate the way that we expect to fail
And then we fail
And then we get bitter because we've failed
Maybe it's Scotland I hate

Maybe Scotland's got nothing to do with it
Maybe all of this has got nothing to do with anything
But I know that I would give it all up, trade it all in,
For a springboard, and a pair of shorts, and a plain white t-shirt
And a perfect backflip
A springboard, and a pair of shorts, and a plain white t-shirt
And a perfect backflip
I'd give it all up for that
I'd give it all up for that
I'd give it all up for that


Mirror lyrics:

I'd give it all up for that
I'd give it all up for that
I'd give it all up for that
And a perfect backflip
A springboard, and a pair of shorts, and a plain white t-shirt
And a perfect backflip
For a springboard, and a pair of shorts, and a plain white t-shirt
But I know that I would give it all up, trade it all in,
Maybe all of this has got nothing to do with anything
Maybe Scotland's got nothing to do with it

Maybe it's Scotland I hate
And then we get bitter because we've failed
And then we fail
I hate the way that we expect to fail
Just so they can justify the way they've lived their life
I hate the way people bring up their children to be exactly the same as they are

Even though some things just happen, some things just happen
I hate the way everything always has to be someone's fault
I hate the way parents speak to their children
I hate the way punishment's at the heart of everything
I know I hate so many things about it
Maybe it's Scotland I hate

I'm not the boy I used to be
I still regret it, I regret it every day
Although I'm no longer trying to change it,
And though I've more or less accepted it,
And I'm not the boy I used to be

And then throw it all away in a second
It's funny how you can spend years and years building it up, layer by layer
And it's funny how your life is

During the days and during the weeks when I'm just pushing on, just getting by
It would be like medicine staying with me
I think if I could do it, the seconds would feel like hours to me

And the ability to do a perfect backflip
For a springboard, and a pair of shorts, and a plain white t-shirt
And I give them all up, trade them all in, put them all to one side
I take all my hopes and dreams, all my ambitions and all my aspirations
Sometimes in my life


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