I'm with the liars

Babylon, is on fire

I don't need protection, should of been sectioned

That yutes from the west end, gave us directions

To the party, and I love up that jawny

She stuck me from early, breaking stones

Outside my dome, outside my dome

They scratch and moan

Skin crawling, and soon to be ballin

In abundance

I'm with the liars

With the liars

I don't need protection, should of been sectioned

All the nights you crept in

Scratch and moan

Skin crawling, skin crawling

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it

Gotta get it all my life

The blind one and the sacrifice

Days of Ra, days of triumph

King of skivers take me flying

Gotta get it all my life

The blind one and the sacrifice

Days of Ra, days of triumph

King of skivers take me flying

Take me flying

King of skivers take me flying

Flying, king of skivers take me flying