White City Willow Kayne

[Chorus]
The clouds are grey in White City
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty pretty
But everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine
The clouds are grey in White City
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty pretty
But everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine

[Verse 1]
Each of us is out here for ourselves
Each of us is out here for ourselves
The Queen will be fine, but God save the rest of us
People live and die, it's heaven, hell
People live and die, it's heaven, hell
The Queen will be fine, but God save the rest of us, ooh

[Pre-Chorus]
Everything's polluted
Even my brain sometimes
Somedays, it's rose-tinted
But I think here, it's required, ugh

[Chorus]
The clouds are grey in White City
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty pretty
But everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine
The clouds are grey in White City
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty pretty
But everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine