Hold My Hands - Dirty Dike

Hold My Hands - Dirty Dike

Альбом
Sucking on Prawns in the Moonlight
Год
2015
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
251080

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Hold My Hands

Dirty Dike

The sparsely individual, a Dalek in this way of life

Thinly slice the garlic up and pardon while I make you cry

Half of what you make is life, the other halfs a blatant lie

Naked lying cradling the statements that you hate and hide

I’ll celebrate and die, and wear a smile from cheek to cheek for you

Treat you all as equals through the speakers when I speak to you

Popping up sporadically, and each release is peekaboo

I misconstrued the truth a bit before but now I’m neatly tuned

Almost every demon in my psyche’s feeling clean removed

We hoovered up the bits together, thank you and I mean it too

Thank you for the deep reviews, and time you spent inside my head

And thanks for putting up with every self-obsessesive title set

I show love and vow to, so fucked without you

Me without your ears is like an old drunk without booze

Weeping out the years we hold hands and chase the bugs away

Forever in a state of mass confusion every fucking day

Hold my hands, stare into my eyes and talk

Don’t be scared or frightened if you’re unprepared to ride to war

Everybody hides their thoughts, close your eyes, try ignore

Pissed as fuck or sober I got time for what you’re fighting for

Let me stain your mind some more, everyday’s a silent war

Penetrate the weapons line and elevate to find your core

And maybe we could reach a peak together in a cloud of hate

And shake away the powder I’m addicted to around my face

I magnify the cracks in an attempt to smooth them out with you

There ain’t a single thing apart from that that I’ve been out to prove

Except the fact that all I need is love in some amount from you

I’m sorry, mad apologies for when I run my mouth at you

I guess I’m tryna teach a bunch of strangers not to talk shit

And think about the powers we’d possess if we could all switch

I drink a lot, I guess the balance in my life is wrong

But why the fuck you gonna buy an album off a viceless nob?

We need problems, need blemishes and scars

Need wrong’uns, need venom in our negative remarks

You’re all beautifully crafted, in an emptiness we grasp

And I thank you forever from the centre of my heart, from

Me to you, for new street to Pete and Lou

For Chris, Liz to Neil to Louise, I’m here to speak

For my parkside, day one family I still have

Started as a bunch of little scallywags and built that

Hold my hands, stare into my eyes and talk

Don’t be scared or frightened if you’re unprepared to ride to war

Everybody hides their thoughts, close your eyes, try ignore

Pissed as fuck or sober I got time for what you’re fighting for

Let me stain your mind some more, everyday’s a silent war

Penetrate the weapons line and elevate to find your core

And maybe we could reach a peak together in a cloud of hate

And shake away the powder I’m addicted to around my face

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