I don't want to play this game no more 
I don't wanna play it 
I don't want to stay round here no more 
I don't wanna stay here 

Like rain on a Monday morning 
Like pain that just keeps on going on 
Look at all the heyday keep on showing 
I don't want to see that 
Look at all the stones they keep on throwing 
I don't want to feel that 
Like sun that will keep on burning 
I used to be so discerning 

In my recovery 
I’m a soldier at war 
I have broken down walls 
I defined 
I designed 
My recovery 
In the sound of the sea 
In the oceans of me 
I defined 
I designed 
My recovery 

I can hear the choirs keep on singing 
Tell me what they’re saying 
I can hear the phone It keeps on ringing 
I don’t want to answer 
I know that I used to listen 
And I know I’ve [bad word] dismissive 

In my recovery 
I’m a soldier at war 
I have broken down walls 
I defined 
I designed 
My recovery 
In the sound of the sea 
In the oceans of me
I defined 
I designed 
My recovery