| Diamond |
| Chant No 1 I check the time, it’s almost time A curious smell, an intangible crime I’m washing my clothes, but the stain still grows Cover your eyes, the stain still shows I feel the graze against my skin I feel the graze against my skin I know this feeling is a lie I know this feeling is a lie There’s a guilt within my mind There’s a guilt within my mind I know this feeling is a lie I know this feeling is a lie I don’t need this pressure on I don’t need this pressure on I don’t need this pressure on... I don’t need this pressure on I don’t need this pressure on I don’t need this pressure on... Oh I should question not ignore Oh I should question not ignore Songs are always buried deep Songs are always buried deep There’s a lion in my arms There is motion in my arms Oh I should question not ignore I should believe and not ignore I don’t need this pressure on.... I don't need this pressure on... You go down, down, down Pass the talk of the town You go down Greek street Then it’s underground Well it’s Soho life For this mobile knife It’s the place to shoot Friday night ‘Beat Route’ I don't need this pressure on... Instinction Cheap bed, in the red Sleep the words out of your head Cold floor, nice and raw Eat the meat that’s on the floor High tide, some disguise Loving makes the cream taste nice New shore, final score Fresh demand, I’m wanting more This might not last too long So always take it This might not last too long So take it Reasons, reasons we're here from the start It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction Reasons, reasons we're part of the art It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction You cry justify But deep beneath the feelings lie Photo, looking old Memory makes the day feel cold They’ve gone, sing your song Walk the flow, ah, too slow Post boom, second doom Stealing cake to eat the moon This might not last too long So always take it This might not last too long So take it Reasons, reasons we're here from the start It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction Reasons, reasons we're part of the art It’s my instinction, it’s my instinction Stealing cake to eat the moon |
| Paint Me Down Paint me down Paint me down Paint me down I’m walking into studio Consider strange appeal Paint me in the home I’m brushing up on sketchbook designs for love unreal Paint me in the home Oil and skin you’ll need to buy it Consider what I mean She sinks beneath the moving pictures Prepare the brush for me I’m craving with this need Paint me down Paint me down Paint me down I’m soaking up the surface Concerning new idea Paint me in the home She’s oiling up her subject But all still life is here Paint me in the home All the boys with framed dimension A cover up on lust He’ll take his pain and paint it over Prepare the brush for me I’m craving with this need Paint me down Paint me down Paint me down Coffee Club Matthew didn’t stay home He went abroad instead Journeys to glory they were breathing in his head Got caught up with shoehorns But he couldn’t get a shine Matthew bought rap And read the map without a sign. Contort yourself on disco With a rap trap white and brown Caught within the spinning The key-chain gang went down No coffee club will have the rub When product is your answer Discuss the man; he’ll break your plan It’s deep within the dancer. Wear it on your back now And summerise your vision On the train and through the blame Your own soul decision Well she had a certain shimmer She sleeps with him tonight Stifled love decides where I’m dreaming. No coffee club will have the rub When product is your answer Discuss the man; he’ll break your plan It’s deep within the dancer. Contort yourself on disco With a rap trap white and brown Caught within the spinning The key-chain gang went down No coffee club will have the rub When product is your answer Discuss the man; he'll break your plan It's deep within the dancer. |