Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cosmo Pyke
Cosmo Pyke
Electric Guitar
Eddie Amos
Eddie Amos
Drums
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Michael Odell Miller
Benjamin Michael Odell Miller
Songwriter
Cosmo David Augustus Pyke
Cosmo David Augustus Pyke
Songwriter
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer
Cosmo Pyke
Cosmo Pyke
Producer
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Producer

Lyrics

"Difficulty however was always a challenge to William And he wanted Joan back, he liked Joan She was quiet and shy, and amenable, and dependable And he was a god in her eyes" There I lay, beside the Great Dane A stray in the south, obsessed by your mouth And you've, been away for the fall I've barely seen you at all Impressions over you blew like Bikini Atoll Shallow pain, but it's not deep down Cigarettes while you're asleep now I've taken less care, I feel weak now You said you was flying to Milan in about a week now I don't mind to reignite the fire Besides from that weed we light And if you try to ask me why the fact That I've lied and you're tired of that Well I don't blame I only claim to be in a state that closure was the way She exposed my name And now I'm supposed to tell you All them times and in the place but I'm still developing Enveloped in the elephant of the room I'm already in I don't give a-, it's irrelevant Been away for the fall Barely seen you at all You've come and see me at school And you'll realize that I'm no fool Shallow pain but it's not deep down Cigarettes while you're asleep now When I'm taken less care, I feel weak now You said you was flying to ja-, in about a-, oh no But I don't mind to reignite the fire Besides from that weed we light And if you try to ask me why the fact That I've lied and you're tired of that I don't blame, I'm only claim In a state that closure was the way She exposed my name and shame now Times is in their place but I'm still developing Enveloped in the elephant of the room I'm already in I don't give a fuck, it's irrelevant Been away for the fall Barely seen you at all You come and see me at school And you'll realize that I'm not Different girls with the same issues, chains, pearls and tissues Would you change if I claimed I miss you Words I love you is misused A struggle and pissed you, just wanna cuddle and kiss you Now I'm double muddled and pissed too New dawn, new day A reflection of our time, for Pete's sake Generations of mobile phones Even though these girls hormones are most unknown Implants, at 14, she was lookin fresh apart from her weave I prefer natural on girls Even when I think about you now I have to gag and hurl But not physically Think about you with another man it sickens me And I'm sure that you haven't Even if you have, then I'm sure that I'd have him I said I'm sure that I'd smack him Like the end of a party everything stop happenin' Maybe her brain had mutated Even though they're in the past she be sedated but I don't mind to reignite the fire Besides from that weed we light And if you try to ask me why That I've lied and you're tired of that I don't blame, I only claim to be in a state that closure was the way She exposed my name and shame And now I'm supposed to tell you all them times and the place but I'm still developing Enveloped in the elephant of the room I'm already in I don't give a-, it's irrelevant "Miss Eveschon was shattered but she made her way to the background The curtains dividing the platform from a whole were drawn For no other reason than the Mr. Weastonburry enjoyed drawing them back The clock struck eight, and Mr. Weastonburry With his own inimitable air of providing The most important items of the Evening's entertainment, drew them back Miss Eveschon gave a gasp of horror For there on the platform was the wooden table The altar she supposed, and on it was Hector Her Hector, whom she had left asleep by the fire Now spirited here by some infernal means and standing motionless Not moving a muscle or twitching a whisker, hypnotized And behind the altar was Miss Parend Looking more witch-like than ever, hatless Her white hair falling about her face Wearing a long black coat and leaning on a stick Then came the culmination of the horror For the witch hobbled to the edge of the platform Looked down into the well of the hole Fixed her dim lit eye on Miss Eveschon And said in a voice that froze the flattering Miss Eveschon (And if you try to ask me why) (That I've lied and you're tired of that) (I don't blame) (I only claim to be in a state that closure was the way of my days)
Writer(s): Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith, Cosmo Pyke, Edward Cosar Amos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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