County Lines
Nevermind the rabbit hole
Fluexotine, respiridone
Suicide & second homes
Where did all the wonder go?
Haunted by the burials
Wild eyed with chemicals
Royal bloodline strangle hold
Our tongues cut we dance on the ropes
I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
Kiss the rain & curse the gods
And kill a town with superstores
Can't hear stones that time forgot
The rose glassed an ash choked heart
I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
Each glass is nowhere near half full
Stoke your fires with care
We're like bulls to the rag round here
Yeah I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
This Hallowed land
Beneath us
Knows no keeper
Her rapture unbound
By hollow
Captors of dreams
Who keep us bleeding out
Bent but unbroken
This Hallowed land
Beneath us
Knows no keeper
Her rapture unbound
By hollow
Captors of dreams
Who keep us bleeding out
Minds bent, but not yet broken
Fluexotine, respiridone
Suicide & second homes
Where did all the wonder go?
Haunted by the burials
Wild eyed with chemicals
Royal bloodline strangle hold
Our tongues cut we dance on the ropes
I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
Kiss the rain & curse the gods
And kill a town with superstores
Can't hear stones that time forgot
The rose glassed an ash choked heart
I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
Each glass is nowhere near half full
Stoke your fires with care
We're like bulls to the rag round here
Yeah I live a long way from London
Down the cracked veins of county lines
Same sickle & blade a long way from London
Same trouble to find in forgotten minds
This Hallowed land
Beneath us
Knows no keeper
Her rapture unbound
By hollow
Captors of dreams
Who keep us bleeding out
Bent but unbroken
This Hallowed land
Beneath us
Knows no keeper
Her rapture unbound
By hollow
Captors of dreams
Who keep us bleeding out
Minds bent, but not yet broken
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Writer(s): Michael Smith
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