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Light & Liquor
03:45
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take the stage and don't say that
you didn't ask for this
play the game for that little love fix
pray for something
i can't shake this feeling that's seeping in my skull
i feel it in my gut, blood spilling, tone cold
they don't like me, they might try to fight me
strangers pose danger that seems highly likely
the grime beat that's blaring in the backroom
the fat tune and the sad cats that lack moves
dancing like they can't see how they be, carefree and flying,
meanwhile I'm brooding, moody, laying on the floor and dying,
my core is multiplying, I'm a fucking ugly cancer,
rancid and sanctioned, I'm a backwards deal-lander
wish I could bring myself to feel grander, now and then,
but then I realise I'm a coward with a pad and pen,
actual brain-dead cavemen steer the ship I'm on
my morals whir and hum, I kick 'em when they're going wrong
overdrawn and underpaid and thats the way I like to be
those blank faces take me, and course they start to lie to me...
of course they start to lie to me
take the stage and don't say that
you didn't ask for this (but you didn't know)
play the game for that little love fix
pray for something (that you'll never know)
x2
I hear their giggling and I know that I'm the target
despite the evidence, it's evident regardless
I hate women, hate men, and love children
they ain't been poisoned yet, no cynic lives inside that kills em
I like the stillness of their hectic nature, pattering feet,
I find simplicity in half the garbage that they speak,
and make-believe is just as real, you feel it just as deep,
maybe we should learn to play take breaks, relax and breathe,
I don't know. Now I'm just chatting nonsense.
I used to wander now I'm wanton, cold and and grey as london,
i'm fond of breaking rules, taking risks and chasing rats
I aim to live a life of crime until I die with cats
back to the topic, honest, I wish I could run away,
live in constant gunners fray, not mundane mondays love creates
come to say it all before the lord of light and liquor
yeah, I confess, I've lifted dress to some forgotten figures
take the stage and don't say that
you didn't ask for this (but you didn't know)
play the game for that little love fix
pray for something (that you'll never know)
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