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You, you would
You could know the fuses
You oughta know the truth, yeah
Front on the low, it‘s exclusives, you should
You, you would
Cut the faux excuses
And feel the smoke it produces
You wanna go and do shit? You should
Toast to that then
We flipped it and held the payroll
All for the hand that scrimmage to raise it solo
Come as you are and pay as you go
I woulda quit it like you quit it but I don’t quid pro quo
So i'm conceited if I need to phone in
I know it’s the weekend and I’m leaving ‘fore five in the morning
Just let it seep in, the feeling, the knowing
I know we’re still teething but you’re holding on like there’s something to roll with
She got the weight and the name attained by postcode by the boatload
Got VVSs, she slipped on the rocks
Got a heavy cup and a glimmer of God
She says this is life not heaven, you don’t have to be perfect
I’m on my luck of the devil, I’m practically burning
You, you would
You could know the fuses
You oughta know the truth, yeah
Front on the low, it‘s exclusives, you should
You, you would
Cut the faux excuses
And feel the smoke it produces
You wanna go and do shit? You should
Toast to that then
We flipped it and held the payroll
All for the hand that scrimmage to raise it solo
Come as you are and pay as you go
I woulda quit it like you quit it but I don’t quid pro quo
I remember when it wasn’t like this
Going through a crisis
Almost struck gold it was lightening
Right then
How we gonna heighten
Everything I need
Cos my pees wasn’t like them
No
I could give a fuck about your guestlist
Cutting off the senseless
Cutting off the que divider
Grew up with some Q dividers
Had some minors
Going up and down the hill
Like Jack and Jill
You know that I mean it
Don’t know how I see it
But that’s why the visuals
Costing an arm and a leg
Please come correct
Tryna bargain with reps
Told Mum like look that’s the Guardian press
Cos angels is guarding from harm and distress
Even though every obstacle is strength
He know how to step
You, you would
You could know the fuses
You oughta know the truth, yeah
Front on the low, it‘s exclusives, you should
You, you would
Cut the faux excuses
And feel the smoke it produces
You wanna go and do shit? You should
Toast to that then
We flipped it and held the payroll
All for the hand that scrimmage to raise it solo
Come as you are and pay as you go
I woulda quit it like you quit it but I don’t quid pro quo
I see things come and go
I just see things come and go
I don’t say shit, I take notes
And add it to what I know
Take our chest for the effort made
And know that sometimes that’s just how the cards fold
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Patterns
02:39
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Learnt I’d rather keep the wheels turning on
(Say you’d never)
Say you’d never
Say it’s better if
I were to change up the pattern i champion
Stick like leather
To tried and tested, I
Roll up the sleeves of the person beside you
Let them get both their hands in the thick of it
I like the arrangement
I like what they saying
Underground like the basement
I’m basically playing
Never notice how I’m smiling with no teeth
Set the record straight with good sense and clean sheets
Then falling back to patterns like playing for keeps
But ain’t no cause and effect, it is what it is, what you see
And just like old habits die hard
It’s like I knew what I said knew what I got
And now I gon’ get this shit out the mud
It’s all moving good moving fast, ‘til I’m not
Thoughts speak for me in time
My actions leaving me out
Those people speak their mind
I been repeating myself
Four seasons we been down
I think we need to re-route
Thrown into deeper crowds
They just be feeding my doubt
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Inertia
02:39
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Oh I watch it happen with the rising of the sun
So true
Oh what I haven’t done to feel
This inertia
To feel this inertia
Don’t get over today
I’m leaning back and you’re reaching
The leverage you know we need
From that reef yeah that houdini
You save face
But hold fast to your beliefs
Who will wipe the blood from us?
Or tell us when it’s our turn to speak?
Then we find ourselves Held up by strings
Puppet things I don’t wanna be
Urgent breakthrough was moving on
Trade pollution for harmony
A benevolent destiny
Make decisions on my behalf
Only thing I’ll pay is homage
Or homage
to the past
So we sit in the dark
Hard up and lovesick
Everything is kinda blurry
Not known to think fast
Oh I watch it happen with the rising of the sun
So true
Oh what I haven’t done to feel
This inertia
To feel this inertia
And I ain’t even that gone just tired
And I ain’t gotta think about the Ubers that you hired, we lay it out
Doing what we do where it’s required
Play me something else this got me feeling uninspired
Buzzcuts growing old
You left your boy in the sink
You left your thoughts to think alike
And the fabric’s starting to shrink
Yeah the water tastes like home
And the chasers that we know
Avoided sleep a couple days
And it’s taken us to the brink
Oh I watch it happen with the rising of the sun
So true
Oh what I haven’t done to feel
This inertia
To feel this inertia
I lie with my hands turned up
Like everything I decide is within me
See what like, it’s tough
With dreams of therapy and olive trees
I lie with my hands turned up
But everything I desire’s within me
Where do you go when you go quiet
It gets so late at night when we’re free
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Feels
02:43
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Every dog has its day
Every day has its dog
The pressure’s falling away
The pressure’s falling off
Ooh we’ve made an opening
Nothing left to say
Up on a different wave
Without noticing
Nothing feels the same
As when I couldn’t feel a way
Without focusing
Now nothing physical
Nothing tells me how you feel
But I feel it
Ooh the mess that comes with it
Ooh the botched shit and the critics
All the same now ooh such a shame now
Ooh she forgetting the lyrics
Build the blame up, just to split it
Drop the neck chain, that’s a vision
Drop the structure, ooo jus forget it
That’s the culture, that’s the profit
Where you’re lacking security
straight to the pocket with that
So being good with me
Yeah that’s a turbulent act
That’s a rebellious fact
I step back
I relax
Take my gaze
Off the pack
An irreverent tact
So we fall of the ropes and we
Forget the tropes that define us
Or stay aligned with the minds that designed us
Reflect on sin on our past to remind us
Ooh we’ve made an opening
Nothing left to say
Up on a different wave
Without noticing
Nothing feels the same
As when I couldn’t feel a way
Without focusing
Now nothing physical
Nothing tells me how you feel
But I feel it
Wishing walls could talk
Feeling buildings start
To tremble fall apart
Delusion that’s the art
You trojan with your cool
You’re more exception than the rule
Hide the medicine in the food
Hide your reverence play the fool
Ooh we’ve made an opening
Nothing left to say
Up on a different wave
Without noticing
Nothing feels the same
As when I couldn’t feel a way
Without focusing
Now nothing physical
Nothing tells me how you feel
But I feel it
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Untold
02:43
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All I’m saying is breathe out and recall the bluff
Days we played with, street sounds find new kinda tough
Flight from small minded kin
Like fighting tooth over limb
But leave the night bus
Makes examples of us, we grant too much trust
Leaving traces of us where we go
Where we feel most at home
Some remain where we feel most worthwhile
It’s an echo that holds
Split the truth
Between three
Take a share
Less weight to bare
And you move
In me
Like a prayer
Like a prayer
Always same shit
But recount and we got enough
Ain’t a finger
Placed on the pulse, pulse rests on us
All the sleep we been missing,
make home in sleepiest of cities
A small defiance
That we front when we’ve had enough
Leaving traces of us where we go
Where we feel most at home
Some remain where we feel most worthwhile
It’s an echo that holds
Split the truth
Between three
Take a share
Less weight to bare
And you move
In me
Like a prayer
Like a prayer
We been running on adrenaline the energy been long gone
It’s a kinda apathy, back on track to the boredom
Then relive it cuh no glimmer goes untold of
Just staying put in a world we live in control of
Funny how we know we both move with the tide
Case in point is how we open up to signs
Case in point is how we pass to left hand side
Take the long way home if you give me a ride
Split the truth
Between three
Take a share
Less weight to bare
And you move
In me
Like a prayer
Like a prayer
Split the truth
Between three
Take a share
Less weight to bare
And you move
In me
Like a prayer
Like a prayer
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Evening Shift
02:43
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Lost in here and I don’t know where my people be
Left them beck there, somewhere between the reeling energy and schemes
Of the evening shift, and I don’t why we stay waiting
for something to grab on us, so much stronger
On the last train on the platform
Pull away I pull a fast one
Took all of our P but we got none, we got none for you
On the last scene, on the next one
Stay on time every wave
On my last nerve on my best one
you got some for that
Falling over ourselves to claim the newest comer
But it’s their first time in a space here with some money on them
Cold shoulder the second I drop honour for you
Achievements of my left hand now bring the commerce
Lost in here and I don’t know where my people be
Left them beck there, somewhere between the reeling energy and schemes
Of the evening shift, and I don’t why we stay waiting
for something to grab on us, so much stronger
And I wish I couldda swayed a bit
Spoken from my knees a bit
Taken up my sleeves a bit
Sticking with the evening shift
Doing up boxes, hitting a lick
Find somewhere for your mind to sit
Find some way for the time to skip
A stillness in the evening shift
Falling over ourselves to claim the newest comer
But it’s their first time in a space here with some money on them
Cold shoulder the second I drop honour for you
Achievements of my left hand now bring the commerce
Lost in here and I don’t know where my people be
Left them beck there, somewhere between the reeling energy and schemes
Of the evening shift, and I don’t why we stay waiting
for something to grab on us, so much stronger
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