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Lyrics
Yeah, but do you think it matters what people think? I don't bother caring about what people think (yeah) Running 'round the city Running through my thoughts Crawling in the deep end Finding all we've lost Holding on so fleeting Falling in the dark Blocks holding up the ceiling Blue lights far below, blue lights far below Blue lights far (remember how what it was like?) Just poured my head and my mask in You see the light, you're the darkness Light up the city, I left the bedside on Still, darkness giving my light wings We opposite sides of the same thing Blue, white, red and it's waving Ta-ta-ta-ta-take 'til it hits right All turns white, then it's back to black Can't keep all these thoughts in head Made me think twice, I can't forget Made me think twice, oh, wipe the sweat It's all ahead Influence slips off my open mind The waterfall, puddle at my feet, keep walking The fading frame to the coffee clubbing Meet-and-greets, work Old shadows are tall Man lost his life, his boy lost more Scar to the dome, foot to the floor In this life, ain't shit to wait for I could have sworn I seen him before You from 'round here? You sure? Are you sure? Zoom out a moment through heaven and more Tell that kid run 'til he can't no more I ain't looked back for 10 years, that's us Fuck their wall all made of glass Keep going forward, outrun the past Past your moment, past your chance Odds stacked against, my voice stretch far X mark the spot, rip it apart This is England, we can't see Jack What you saying? You think you're all- (yeah) Running 'round the city Running through my thoughts Crawling in the deep end Finding all we've lost Holding on so fleeting Falling in the dark Blocks holding up the ceiling Blue lights far below, blue lights far below Blue lights far (yeah) Yeah, I saw the breakthrough before I heard it (yeah) Hell surrounds these churches Poverty preys, it's lurking Mothers pray for the youngest, cry for the oldest The moment's gone, try to hold it But there ain't no mercy Life moves on, the rent's 850 Run for the train, why the fuck it leave early? Have to order this cab back to Burley My boy said he's short, I spotted him thirty Mum's calling, I'll call you in 30 Shit, I hope that the test came back fine Rain taps on the side of the cab Driver keeps making eye contact Yo, just drop me at the lay, hold that change It's pissing it down now, this feeling again Watch the panic set in Sweaty palms, caught in a daze I can't explain, ain't felt this in months Phone going off in my pocket like a siren Almost at the flat, where my keys? Can't find them Tight jaw, feeling it tighten Don't look down boy, boy, keep climbing Four walls, deep black and they're rising Devil whispers reminders Of everything you've been hiding or just can't face Move past faces, running still sideways Took the stairs, can't find the breaks Imagine they saw me like this Third time I feel the keys in my pocket, must've missed before Hand up to the door, shaking more Open it, slam it, slowly drop to the- Running 'round the city Running through my thoughts Crawling in the deep end Finding all we've lost Holding on so fleeting Falling in the dark Blocks holding up the ceiling Blue lights far below, blue lights far below Blue lights far I'm fine Yeah, it was a good day, it's good
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:18
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 127 BPM