Fog life Verb T & Illinformed

[Intro]
Welcome to the land of the foggy skies
Yo

[Hook]
Coming through the mist, we search for the light
We’re following the sound to determine the right direction
You know the character, the odd type
That’s how it is when you’re living that fog life

[Verse 1]
All I see is blurry outlines
Stories of peril
Led to many broken down lives
Dreaming of Pound signs
But became clown types
Now they don’t want to go outside
House like a cell
How’s life in hell?
How bad do you wanna know
Talk with the rottеn tongue
Like we don’t havе a fear
Fuck with the atmosphere
All bunch of mistakes
And we just try to fix up that it’s clear
The fog starts to lift
Eyes feeling marvellous
I travel to the heart of it
And sleep into the waves
Slip into a day
See I felt kind of like a bird singing in a cage
Give me the space, see the history I make
Two girls either side blowing smoke in my face
As I leap in the crowd from the rafters
I’m crafting these dark songs
On point like a master marksman
My heart’s in jeopardy
I’m giving up my mind, here’s a piece to remember me
Feels like something evil trying to sin me
And I’m taking on the pain due to empathy
Guessed it, in the end it happens how it’s meant to be
But we all have a choice though, don’t pretend to be
Powerless we don’t like cowardice
Now I’m in a mist
And I’m feeling kinda out of this