Power

I live among the fractured nations and in-between the speed cameras I curse myself
I put a spell on you
Too many feature light, concertina nights, I could go on and on
And I probably will
I lived behind the railway station, not so much a destination
As a way of life - I was younger then
Too many scratchy stills, and how can you be a writer?



Credits
Writer(s): Ryland Blackinton, Ben Philip Salter, Kirin Callinan
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