London.

I went to London
Who the fuck am I?
Is that my reflection I'm seeing or is it just a disguise?
Tell me what you know about living with the feeling
That you're insignificant
I'm only asking cause I can't get rid of it
Looking for a meaning but they all look different
I only say that cause I'm just considering

I'm inconsiderate, insignificant
Tell lies to myself like a sycophant
I know I'm inconsiderate, insignificant
Tell lies to myself like a sycophant

It rips my heart out
Standing on the tube
I thought she was looking at me but she was looking at you
Tell me what you know about living with the
Feeling that you're not intelligent
I'm only asking cause I'm just not getting it
Got a lot of feelings and they're all irrelevant
I only say that cause I don't understand them

I'm inconsiderate, insignificant
Tell lies to myself like a sycophant
I know I'm inconsiderate, insignificant
Tell lies to myself like a sycophant

Tell me what you know about living with the
Feeling that your walls are limiting
I'm only asking cause I can't see over them
Got a lot of feelings but they're all just visiting
I only say that cause I'm just considering

I'm inconsiderate, insignificant
Tell lies to myself like a sycophant
I know I'm inconsiderate, insignificant
Tell lies to myself like a sycophant



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Mckenna, Conor Gorman, Conor King, Morgan Wilson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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