I want you to be the way I want you to be and
When you're not it hurts me like
Shredded tape, something sticky for
Security wrapped tight around a metal box to imitate
Security, there's a blue sky over me but
The fear is on me
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden
Luxury, two bedroomed apartments
Overlook the traffic lights next to the rails
It's a hot day, it's a, it's a hot day
A lazy day for some but I'm bringing from the inside all these things
I see a wall, I know it's gonna fall down maybe hurt somebody
After it's been tagged
I fly post it, it's a rush job, it looks good for long enough
Knock 'em out and sell 'em, move on, it's a
Fast buck and the race is on to get in, get out, get what you want, get out
It's the short term, the long term can look after itself
Unless you happen to be living here, I've gotta stop
People are squinting to block out the sun
Complaining or soaking it up
Praying for rain the next minute for a
Scorched earth
What's it worth, enough is never enough
Let's have a little moan
Put the world to rights, sit back and watch it all slide by
It's a view from a train
Pay somebody else to drive see the suits, I see the suits
Sunning themselves on the steps
Of the supermarket and I think of you
When I'm alone like this
Burning from the inside
When you're not it hurts me like
Shredded tape, something sticky for
Security wrapped tight around a metal box to imitate
Security, there's a blue sky over me but
The fear is on me
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden
Luxury, two bedroomed apartments
Overlook the traffic lights next to the rails
It's a hot day, it's a, it's a hot day
A lazy day for some but I'm bringing from the inside all these things
I see a wall, I know it's gonna fall down maybe hurt somebody
After it's been tagged
I fly post it, it's a rush job, it looks good for long enough
Knock 'em out and sell 'em, move on, it's a
Fast buck and the race is on to get in, get out, get what you want, get out
It's the short term, the long term can look after itself
Unless you happen to be living here, I've gotta stop
People are squinting to block out the sun
Complaining or soaking it up
Praying for rain the next minute for a
Scorched earth
What's it worth, enough is never enough
Let's have a little moan
Put the world to rights, sit back and watch it all slide by
It's a view from a train
Pay somebody else to drive see the suits, I see the suits
Sunning themselves on the steps
Of the supermarket and I think of you
When I'm alone like this
Burning from the inside
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