You were so far up yourself
there was no room for anyone else
Ever more desperate for attention
Climbing up a cardboard mountain
You didn't understand
the brick was in your hand
CHORUS
Forward to the future
VERSE 2
You offered me a ten pound note
because you were a stupid scrote
There are problems that can't be solved
by making your wallet dissolve
There was nothing wrong
the city was here all along
BREAK
I was there
I was involved
You were just a passive observer
A melancholic haze that, if you let it in, will grab your ears, hold you tight, and won't relent, not until you've broken. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 28, 2014