Driven home back from the city.
Lead grey sky come wash us nearly.
Cant you see theres no horizon?
In this speeding place called london.

I dont think that this makes too much sense.

Dampened soul come called from slumber.
Woken up; calmed like no other.
As you moan youll hear my laughter.
You grow old, Ill grow young faster.

I dont think that this makes too much sense.

Cant you see Im all used up.
I need something to come and feed me.

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