In one respect or another, every man's lame
Some people always demand explanations for the things you do
And its simple justification is you're doing them because you're you
Right on

So who's that guy? Two grand in debt
With a right bank balance he's too prang to check, have a guess

Got it in one, shit
The nugget is wondering it's rudderless gunship
I was like "Fuck this, slash 'em at will"

Wait for the Cabernet Claret to spill
Nah, how's about we all eat some acid and chill?
I got a fresh new planet to build before morning
Hordes of pawns warping, cosmonauts calling
The ear-splitting sound of the dogs of war brawling
And barking, and still snarling behind us

Nice up the function, jump on the night bus
You die once better make it a spectacle
A golden swirl to the sky, two twisted tentacles
Shit looks incredible
The grandmaster of merch, grim spitter and words turn professional

Man what's important?
I got a family that I'm supporting
So new garms, I don't sport them
It's three Ts with old jeans
I was trying sticks by this music my whole teens

All through my twenties I was making it
Aiming for the rent, I was just barely scraping it

Just hit thirty, no savings
Drowning in the overdraft, skies look overcast
Does that make me a bad father?
Don't remark, I know the answer, I know it's hard
We brave the storm like Noah's ark
With the ink perform open heart surgery
Heard the beat, grabbed the pen with the urgency
First degree murder, I leave the page burgundy

I followed my path and did it my way certainly
All your shit talk ain't concerning me

I guess I never saw it coming
But bring a few bottles, this sunset's stunning

Still buzzing, grating that sour zest
These bitter cowards get nothing, he gave up, fuck him
It's not worth discussing anymore
In this light, machines look human with putrid windpipes
Spit-shine the shoes of illusion
Entwined in barbed-wire spirals, the moon at midnight
The final boarding call for all rejects
Scramble for the gate yelling "Me next, me next!"
Seats get slashed, and flying ain't what it was
Just bear crying babies in the air with the common cough

Cross 'em off, failure of an engine
Successful departures, spare parts descending
Shit, what a sight, but some stay grounded
Salute the few, sit down or get counted

We got love all over the UK and overseas
We do it like nobody
But won't be seen acting dumb shouting "Notice me!"
Mould the beat to a sculpture, see
While the vultures peep
Staying hungry, you ain't feeding
It's hard work T been putting in recently as ever

Man I'm trying to stay awake
Managing I dare say, so clear the airspace, please stay away

Goddamn, you fools smell like mascara and hairspray
It all goes pear-shaped
Still I face life smiling
Taking set backs in my stride and I'm rising
Live in the building

Demonstrating why you gotta keep the club ventilated
I mean in centigrade and Fahrenheit
Tequila lemonade, now add a lime

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