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letra de in gutters on guitars - razorrawks

[verse 1]
rewind a bit and flit to where i’m p-ssed and i allowed this sh-t
discovered the sidewinders that can slide a bit
by the lip and hip but now i’m out of it, “the loop”
i might just sit down and pray tell all to all the futures looking for the f-cking proof but won’t amount to it
they can’t the numbers don’t add up and all the numbness and the fungus rot the foot and sense among us
they brung us a fall and flung us up over a wall but then trample our corpses an all!
now that’s just being overthrown by overblown industry types spouting hype out and calling time out like “stop the fight now!”
he’d overgrown the normal folks or so he thought you know before he’d left the road he’d grown up on and won’t admit to know ya know
his self importance man i know for one is awkward judging me at 41 man with no mortgage (what my poor kids?)
to me it’s it’s not important ’cause i flat out can’t afford it mate
my rate of pay is awful thanks to you ya f-cking torment i’m a pauper

[chorus]
calling all cars to mars
open all bars
we’re talking all-stars in gutters on guitars

[verse 2]
i guess you’ve sort a been walking round with a broken dream
and i guess you thought you’d seen a man and he’s been focusing
on all the elements you’d felt obliged to but ill advised
who quotes kodaline and winks an eye and try’s to ply the room?
with either an “i’m in the big time” or “only i can do what i can do and if i was you i’d leave it up to me and sign the line it’s all cucucachu!”
but a room with a view is the loneliest tomb for a fool who’s ridiculed it’s pitiful!
let’s get this straight in man i love the music and creating
it repels the pain and mind state and beats them medicating
but if i think you’re getting close to encroaching or open palm poking potential openings in the road
and become a fork in the side of folk pulling the wool over and talking anecdotes of you and bags of c-ke and how you had them all then i’ll go animal and bounce your head off the wall
’cause there ain’t no f-cking way man that you’re taking control
it’s a brawl and that’s all
i give a f-ck if that offends ya
i’m too old for trend agendas i’m not pliable or bending
my soul is barely intact at the end
but it’s loosely tethered to the pride i’ve packed tightly inside
and that might be a lie but you know what? i’d be highly surprised
if id be swayed ’cause inside i’ve finalized my mind and eyes
where i consider success there’s much less eyes
not this fame obsessed f-ck fest
i never applied for that did i?!

[verse 3]
i understand this hand me down nature of the underground
and what is found is more about the sound and less about the pound
begat man now i’m cool with that
in fact it suits me to a me to a tea
f-ck these marketing deceits it’s all about the beats
and all about the rhymes i love completely and immortalized
refuse to play this game of fame or drop a name to polarize
or name drop to cauterize the wounds you get from all the lies
you tell em all to open eyes, swallow pride and vocalize
now form a line, so they’re primed for the rollover
this glory hunter stalking lonely holes to f-ck em over
it’s now the starting of the art attack imparting that skewed view on the youth
like you’ve an almanac and pull man back
and you and the ruthless f-cking ruined the proof
voodoo’n and pursuing subduing the truth and laughing at the q an’ a
waving like your name’ll f-cking pave the way
your dna’s all blagged handshakes and cabaret innit mate?

[chorus]
calling all cars to mars
open all bars
we’re talking all-stars in gutters on guitars

- razorrawks

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