F****d/Details

Stuck in the mecha feeling like science fiction hour
Staring down towers waiting for my final hour
Mixed up kid think twice after you div out memoirs like cigars
You know the council don't take lightly this uniform expression of tighty wighty
Drenched in my poison thats my trickle down
From the top dog collar popping like fickle frowns by clowns
Screaming at the altar i came from Gibraltar just to watch my cars blast off like rocks from mars
Smashing guitars to get chopped by a scimitar
So the lights go out

It's all about the details
It's all about the end
It's all about the the little things
That play with you my friend

It's all about the details
It's all about the end
It's all about what I'm telling you
Is right about your friends

Where do you finally
On the way to sunshine
I know you've tried to find a way
To say sorry now



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Writer(s): Jim Adams
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