Have you met my sister Magpie?. She wants to have a piece of your mind. Among the bright young things she keeps. She's a relic from the 70's. . Sister Magpie tried to steal the moon.
Tears on the phone, 'round midnight. You assume that I will be alone. She hurt you once, hurt you twice. You keep asking for my advice. . How many times you have to hear the truth.
The smell of soap and cigarettes. A litter bin of social debts. I never learnt I never learn. You've got to laugh I just get burned. . Head in a vice, do it up tight.
I resolve to find the truth. Speak words that carry. I resolve to find the truth. . I resolve to find the truth. Speak words that carry. I resolve to find the truth.
When past sometimes takes you with soft hands. Forcelessly pulls you to your chair. Hides you away from these half days. Sunless at the end of the year.
From my seat I see the fields move by. Car starts, it's been a long, long time. It's the first time, I see summer on the Westhill. . I lean back and let my eyes just go.
One, two, one, two. . I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand. I was alone freezing, still trying hard to understand you. . I left the others knowing, I had to work this by myself.
Five weeks in a prison, I made no friends. There's more time to be done but I've got a week to spend. I didn't pay much attention first time around. Now you're hard not to notice, right here in my town.
Things seem so much better when. They're not part of your close surroundings. Like words in a letter sent. Amplified by the distance. Possibilities and sweeter dreams.
He won't touch you anymore,. Staying at his side.. Half indifferent, half afraid,. It will only make you cry.. . What is given can't be returned.. The cards are in our hands..
We take what's dead. And breathe life in. And move like knives. Through scars on land. . Still untouched. No stain of hands. Caramelized. In a tilted light.
As the round comes to an end we go around it. again till we've got no need to pretend. you'll find an endless space in there and it's in. every word you say.
As the round comes to an end we go around it. again till we've got no need to pretend. you'll find an endless space in there and it's in. every word you say.
You know we steppin out trying to find the hottest spot. Where the girls is all 10's and the party don't stop. You know the type of place where I can get shitfaced.
[Chorus 2x]. So who be spaded, jaded and faded, Kingspade. ''cause we Be spaded, jaded and faded. All Day. So who be spaded, jaded and faded, KingSpade.
Ain't nothin better then southern Cali weather. From spring to the summer to the middle of December. Never need a sweater cause it barely gets cold. I know you heard it all before but let the story be told.
Left right left. Left right left. Left right left. Left right. . Grab your swords and get ready for the mothafuckin battle. Fools talk shit, get killed like cattle.
I've been all around the world, I been alot of places. I seen alot of different faces, their attitude you can't replace. They're just the same ol bitches.
Okay, Back again one more time.. The Mic on? The Mic On?. Okay Its On.. OKay.. . I got a Bullet!. . BULLET![X5]. . Mad African Jamaican On The Rise!!!.
How can I stand myself?. The person I see in me.. Denying my resemblance to,. Everything I refuse to be.. . Speak through me.. Speak through me.. . Kind of you to carry me..