Who's got that sinking feeling again?
Whose has been out treading
Chorus:U.C.
This city is a beehive
Its deadly and unfortunately simple
One million
I talked to this city
From the cracks we all fell
This time I won't be hanging around
I'll sever the ties
Intro:
Boo-oo wi haffi sing boo
To all a di fafunky crew
Bo-oo
All comfort has it's consequence
There is blood in our leisure
Cold
This one is by the books
Chapter for chapter
Word for word
This
This has gone on long enough
Some change is overdue
I drove
Writing in circles and tearing out pages
Quietly plotting our fictional
These ribs are now prison bars
Or a treasure chest, a
We're all dying in the living room
Wait on this life
Chorus:Ghost
Ice on the flo (there it go)my ho
make it scream
Raise up the anchors and seal up the cracks
Self hate
The movement is dead, we need a resurrection
Erase the market
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