Honne (True Feelings)

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Pittance in our pockets, corner shops, watchlists
Plotting on the page, a way to jump up ladders rotting
Timbers turn to paper notes we've chased into rabbit holes
Leaves turn to magic dust, fiending into squatting
Dreams of a sweeter life are woven into cotton strips
Fed into a system geared to move you like a cog spins
A mind born of idle wants was scribbling, jotting
Wrote from what he knew and so he never talked of profit
Never followed leaders, forced to forge my own path
Cast off by father and cherubs with a stone heart
Who thought of me as damaged goods
Rest assured, I've patterned up
Never needed nothing but the pen to find my balance, bruv
Classy but working class, talk smooth, raised rough
Walls inside my dome, standing taller than the stars above
You ain't got the faintest why I'm moving so defensive
When I fought so many battles just to get here, yo

Carhartt jacket and a chip up on my shoulder
Dickies dungarees as I'm bricking up the holes
Cause the winter winds are blowing ever colder
Brace for every hit but still, I feel my ribs growing ever bolder
Carhartt jacket and a chip up on my shoulder
Dickies dungarees as I'm bricking up the holes
Cause the winter winds are blowing ever colder
I say, I'm fine, I'm just tired, and that's all I ever told her

How many steps to the locked door
How many sets till my sophomore
How many breaths till I've got no more
Stressed cause my wallet's moving featherweight
And Dempsey's about to step forth
We ain't in the same boat, just the same storm
We ain't got the same strength, just the same rotten oars
Them timbers turned to paper, that's the main cause
Plutocrats were moving goofy while I stayed poor
In sentiment, I waged war on any man with tenners to his name
Believed to my core he would burn me to my frame
Screaming, you and I will never be the same, yo
Cause I was in for a penny when them pounds were the game
So I took a step back, freshened my perspective
Realised he's my brother, he just didn't share my setbacks
Accepted if there'd be a day we'd never meet again
I'd miss him like the deserts miss the rain

Carhartt jacket and a chip up on my shoulder
Dickies dungarees as I'm bricking up the holes
Cause the winter winds are blowing ever colder
Brace for every hit but still, I feel my ribs growing ever bolder
Carhartt jacket and a chip up on my shoulder
Dickies dungarees as I'm bricking up the holes
Cause the winter winds are blowing ever colder
I say I'm fine, I'm just tired, and that's all I ever told her

Sow the seeds of money trees and find the root of evil
At least, that's what they're preaching to the people
I believe that doesn't paint the whole picture like I need a bigger easel
I've seen all the shades but couldn't satisfy the greed or the blackness
Etched into my memory when my dad dipped
Barely turned eleven, I was sitting in the backseat
Ripping through the back streets of Woking Town
Heart pounding out of time cause I couldn't work shit out
We found him at the wheel, and riding shotgun, a written note
Snake steady wriggling from exhaust tip to window
The lion on his key was sat in limbo, yo
Just a click from the ignition stopped him slipping into limp mode
Bitterness inside me wished he did it
Or even worse, that every day, he wakes and relives it
Cause it makes me livid
The blows he dealt my marge and my sisters
Chinese burns were buried in the whispers

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