Lyrics:
as they're conceived
What if they dispersed in the ether when we couldn't see
In the entropy
Yellow London Stock
Through the brickwork superposition is lost
Moving upwards
Try to crawl
Try to crawl
Try to crawl
Brickwork offends it cheapens the view
A sore sight for rich eyes the needs of the few
Council in
eyes chasing brickwork
My brickwork
To the rooftops
My rooftops
Hunting of sierras
From Kings and Queens to grace
And juxtaposed place to place
Generic
hoards
From under steel-fist, and iron-rule you crawl
Here goes the dividing line
A benchmark for all to come
Out of the brickwork
Racing into no-mans'
Hand (cash)
Brickwork flippe fresh asfuck mein iPhone
Sie will mein dick also renn ich ihr davon
Money Cash Mula staccs hab ich in der Hand (cash)
Dumb
the brickwork
The program won't break you
The system won't make you stop
Shining your beacon of truth to the darkness above
Exonerate angel
Exonerate angel
Yeah, it flows.
Underneath the city through' dirty brickwork conduits
Connecting white witches on the Moor with pre-raphaelites down in Broomhall.
poetry
Music
There was music
In the brickwork
In the fabric
Of our nation
Close your eyes and
You'll still hear it
Like a relic
Cased in amber
Crystal
Thirty-seven years old
Not even close
I don't care
I hate your
I'm in your
Plain House
While I choke
I'll still be gazing at your
Brickwork
Windows
a charm ta skip the alarm
4 days of scars, cause five is to hard
Brickwork, built heavy in the soul
Sturdy as a house when the winter gets cold
Take flame
There’s an old bench that sits by the river
In the village where we used to play
And a viaduct arches it over
Like a guardian of brickwork and clay
When I was a guide for the brickworks in Pawling
There was a salad house open 24-7
Good morning
Bad mornings meet for a Bad Mornings Anonymous
You
against brickwork.
His smells conquered. Hands limp, freezing over.
Snot slides down into my mouth. You're not mine now.
Taken away.
The brickwork spread across a depth of field
Each house that caught the light seemed so unreal
And in that afterglow we figured out
The space around us was
the sun she would help if she could
But a mouthful of brickwork tastes worse than it should
She said I will admit I have thought to myself
If we wait just
This is my prayer to you
I'm kneeling on the brickwork
And the doors are all locked
This is my prayer to you
I'm staring through the windows
But I'm
cream on the dashboard, chlorine eyes
"There's nothing to see here",
Said a Senator with a painful smile
They've burnt the brickwork
Small plates, big
word
There's a dream in the brickwork
There's a tap in your toes
I can't think of one night
Where I ain't seen you at one of my shows
There's a twist
On the brickwork
And it still hurts
But I'm writing on the walls
With a spray can that's running out
Shaking it up again and again
And I'm writing on the walls
here
Stop freaking out
Cos things could be worse
Just try to see the brightside
In each moment of your life
Secret lessons pave the brickwork
Of your
eaten whole
Skewered through its urban soul
Bites its brickwork, chews concrete
Bones of buildings stripped of meat
Drags dead rain straight up main
brickwork
By subsiding pavement
The information you have is wrong
Brickwork
Tan and green
Gobo'd shade
Idealized memories
Speeding
My favourite park
Criss and crosses
Its imperfect symmetry
Olives
I'm
know that I care
You know that I care for you! (Don't you down!) (Burn it down!)
I'm scaling brickworks! (We won't!)
Divided we fall! (We fought!)
I'm
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