Police Tapes

Album: Trick (2016)
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  • They say hello, h-ello, h-ello

    What even Cromwell spared was desecrated
    I know you're hardened, hardened by the angel
    Southall arches the can of fever
    Breaks your heart into a million pieces
    Well have you ever been inside the hole hole
    The green, green grass it trembles I'm naked
    Feeling ever harmful of the user
    The crimson sun got the son he's shaking
    Got, got me taking
    Sha-sha yeah shaking
    Got, got me taking
    Meanwhile two recline to the floor
    His and hers the snakes in the pray on the carpet
    Heads on the moon, wanna shake while the hole stones out of my pockets
    I hear the roar, roar current Emit drag me under
    So I grab, grab the corners of the target
    Sweet, sweet Savannah and her hands of thunder
    Too much to time now and I'll be hated
    Hated on myself for the shit they've got me taking

    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so, never felt so, never felt so low

    "I walk inside and everybody stops
    People taking orders stop,
    The females with the damn menus stop,
    They done stop and stare at my ass
    Like I was a National Geographic motherfucker"

    While the politicians patronise, disguise the right to televise
    The truth, be it the news it proves that every channels satirised in colour
    Speak in black and white
    Tell me that there's good and evil
    All I really sees complicity the dumb fucks call it legal
    All I really see is a sleepy Holloway
    How my days ruined by every other thing
    All I really see all I really feel is the rain
    All I ever feel all I feel is that rain

    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so, never felt so, never felt so low

    Between the mouthfuls of old sleep walker
    Painted in black tar, bless him with holy water
    Between the mouthfuls, the old night stalker
    Painted in black tar, bless the old dish water
    Between the mouthfuls, the old night stalker
    Painted in black tar, bless the old dish water
    Between the mouthfuls, the old night stalker
    Painted in black tar, bless the old dish water

    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so
    I never felt so low
    I never felt so, never felt so, never felt so low Writer/s: Jamie Alexander Treays
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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