Letras
We understand our situations while their concrete
What if they melted into liquid in this blistering heat
We understand our set locations as their conceived
What if they dispersed in the ether when we couldn't see
In the entropy
Yellow London Stock
Through the brickwork superposition is lost
Yellow London Stock
Through the brickwork we move our way through the dark
We deciduously be
Seasonally feed cycles kept in routines
Atrophy got my feet drawn short can't breathe
Tides coming in at speed high peaks knees deep
I know i'm hung up on my tether
Sonically stressed need to fester less
I know i'm hung up on my tether
Sonically stressed need to fester less
I know i'm hung up on my tether
Sonically stressed need to fester less
I know i'm hung up on my tether
Yellow London Stock
Through the brickwork superposition is lost
Yellow London Stock
Through the brickwork we move our way through the dark
You could be my painter
We could be creators
We could build our outside
Cancel out the dark sides
You could be my painter
We could be creators
They don't have to answer
They don't have the answers
Yeah
Yeah
You could be my painter
We could be creators