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PERFORMING ARTISTS
404 Guild
Performer
Sporting Life
Remixer
Taylor Devenny
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brendan Murphy
Songwriter
Hunter & Jenkins
Songwriter
Charlie Ockmore
Songwriter
Mina Topley-Bird
Songwriter
Tay Devenny
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
404 Guild
Producer
Sporting Life
Producer
歌詞
see it, say it, sorted
call up report it
you must be cautious
because this world is sordid
and this call recorded
and you can’t afford it
like see it, say it, sorted
call up report it
you must be cautious
because this world is sordid
and this call recorded
and you can’t afford it
villain in a gown, face in a pillow and I grip it with my mouth
runt of the litter but I’m running with the hounds
did it in the city but I did it for my town
probably gonna do it till I’m laying in the ground
six feet down, valley still smile but the mountains frown
I get beat down but I bounce
I know i'm running late I can count,
eyes up, finite trust
got loose ends ima tie mine up
eyes up, spies in the dusk
I don’t wanna see what the limelight does
dried up, just my luck
summertime flying on a blue sky bus
ima find my footing like a line in the dust
but the proof’s in the pudding
getting mine lined up
see it, say it, sorted
call up report it
you must be cautious
because this world is sordid
and this call recorded
and you can’t afford it
like see it, say it, sorted
call up report it
you must be cautious
because this world is sordid
and this call recorded
and you can’t afford it
after six, dogs bark in the mist
my father holds his past in his tin
I sold myself my hate with a grin
it’s the way that it goes when you’re talking to him
me, me and my friends hold pace to the team
I was back the yard burning malice with a grin
it’s a sin
that I hold for myself
I hope my health don’t steadily decline
seeing me, seeing me, seeing me
I’m on a ship that set sail to Philippines
I had supplies a knapsack full of eateries
you could see pain I would hold in the middle me
being me
I don’t want nothing to do with me
carry my body through gates of a better me
heavenly
I was waiting for the signs of a better me
I was searching for the signs of a better me
sonny right next to me
telling me tales of the cemetery
I cannot let this be, scared of the prophecy
look at the cracks of our times when I show the whole world it’s just you and me.
see it, say it, sorted
call up report it
you must be cautious
because this world is sordid
and this call recorded
and you can’t afford it
like see it, say it, sorted
call up report it
you must be cautious
because this world is sordid
and this call recorded
and you can’t afford it
I loved you as a child
but now
there’s crime on every line of your face
now we’re soiled, covered in blood
what have we lost?
I can’t sleep with ease
see it, say it, I told you once
see it, say it, was that enough?
see it, say it, I told you once
see it, say it, was that enough?
see it, say it, I told you once
see it, say it, was that enough?
set it down
set back now
turn around
shoot
leaking doubt
sneaking out
spooks on the loose
red dot sight
active mic
life pattern
mine my life
buy my line
time to hide in plain sight
spooked
stakeout in Herstmonceux searching for clues
shoes on the step that weren’t left out by you
vat of goo, grey like it’s dirty glue
H5N 1 or 2
buzz this head like bluetooth
spooked
run west out Rendlesham
left this man shaking with weathered hands
measuring metric grams
spooked
met you at the track at noon
step back look what you do
Written by: Brendan Murphy, Charlie Ockmore, Hunter & Jenkins, Mina Topley-Bird, Tay Devenny