The Lottery - Johnossi

Oh brother don´t wake me up,

I´ll sleep all day, she said

my sister said to me

I hate this town that´s laying under me

I agree, I agree with you sister

you know I´d love to go

with you to New York city

but me and Ossi ain´t got no money

If I filled the cracks in my ceiling

If would look fine but

There´s moisture and mould there behind

It’ll bloom like everything always do

But if you take this can of white spray

and just spray all over

we´d hide in your apartment forever

or at least until these stupid thoughts have disiesed

Oh mother you were warm

but yet so cold when

you came home from Italy

and my father he didn´t understand

but I understand you both more than you know

so why don´t you

why don´t you ask me

we all got plans and we all got believes

and I believe that love

soon will come to me

it´s building up inside

the precious girl

will win the lottery

If I filled the cracks of my ceiling

it would look fine but

there´s moisture and mould there behind

it´ll bloom like everything always do

yeah