The last gasp, simulcast
Everyone wants a screen test
Everyone wants a placement
Everyone wants to put you away
You, me, cap-a-pie in lies white as this city
Mixed in with the concrete and immune to everything
The last grasp, not so fast
Everyone wants a quick fix
Everyone wants a promise
Everyone wants you out of the way
I saw nothing wrong
I would take the tube home
I'd just smile and hum along 'til my throat refused my lungs
Here's an anthem for you, "I've got to find a way home"
Here's an anthem for you, "My heart leaks like an oil drum"
Here's a question for you, "Do the streetlamps dim as you drive under them?"
Lies or Silence?
In london, I was undone