letra de clacton - kd coast
mind of a fragile child in the darkest hour
no heating
frozen cold when you step in the shower
mum snorting that powder
you got no power
but god will give you strength i promise
when life knocks you down you get up from it
and these horrid lies, i’m horrified, the sh-t they didn’t prophecies, will slowly lead to our demise
so take me to the promised land, i wanna go
feel like i’m doing laps round monaco
the longer i keep moving yo the more sh-t they just throw
but it’s character development the more that i will grow
so throw it at me
you won’t catch me moving scatty or see me moving different cos i’m comfy in this tracky
i won’t take no back seat
i wanna be upfront, unless it’s chauffeur driven
take me back to country living
wasn’t born but raised there, 3 sisters stayed there
and yo i had to move out
my future wasn’t safe there
and home just ain’t the same now
cos when it pours it rains down
and police cuts, you don’t hear them sirens
youngers push brown with blades on cycles
small town so violent
try and hide the grub and you pray they don’t find it
see everybody came here for a new start but i guess they got blinded
that’s no direction
i was seeing needles on the way to my lessons
looking at fiends on the street, crack pipe dreams, they light it up and then the crack pipe steam
me and my team all scream to the heavens
pray for change it won’t get no better
seaside breeze be the harshest weather
bro pulling up you couldn’t park it better
wezzy chest i got pumps like heather
i know mums doing runs just to get her own fix while the child’s in the backseat
see man skip town cos he can’t pay his debt just to leave his own family
you look at this life and now you wonder why the children so anti
cos what would you have done if you was sitting in the backseat
and you can’t tell no one
everyday going back to a home that’s broken
man it’s really peak here
don’t open your mouth, don’t ask for a beating
in the home of the racists, junkies, beaches, benefit cheaters, jsa pay for the weekend, leaks in the ceilings, child’s screaming
oh i grew up in clacton and right down the road was jaywick
shops boarded up no business
only living on basics
look in the mirror you hate it
scars from the past make your day turn dark and you’re really feeling like you can’t take it but
gotta stay strong
hold the faith and pray god will change it
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