No where near as hard as we used to be
Muscle that counts though, crucially
And I could give a lashing, brutally
All this soft brush is new to me
Brute force that proved to be
The answer to most losing streaks
Then the world stopped fighting back
Settled, married, grew too meek
When I open my trap it’s just vulgar speak
In your gossip I get reciprocity
Just as nasty, it ain’t lost to me
But no one is bowing to our ferocity
Maybe because we’re not nice no more
Too fat, too old, too bored
Acting past on present, clawing stitched up sores
Back then we’d wipe the floor
Feared enough to be adored
Out every week, couldn’t be ignored
Heels and deals and teeth galore
Chucking dopey opps right out the door
Holding key and folding knee, we swore
Justification for every broken law
Now we’re too scared to even pinch a sweet
Feel sweat pool where knees meet
Blank in the darkness
Blended when the sun greets
Went from organised hooliganism
To being ironed with a bow, just nice, just neat
I still got that rage within me
Can’t stop my feet kicking steel on street
Spit through the bit between my neck and hoody
Like my lips are getting a close up on TV
Oppose those who try leash the freak
That attitude ain’t whittled, it just creaks
Let’s keep pretending we can scare
If it’s only ghosts that scream
But there’s something in a shared delusion
So share this delusion with me?
by Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 