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Turn these 12 inches into my own scriptures
Never needed a plug, got my own fixtures
Its just drinking tonic wine like it's hibiscus
Dumb elixirs, shit's ridiculous
Life a mistress, she promiscuous
You on the hit list, what is this
I feel distant, it's intrinsic, I'm still skint
Tick to make the distance, quick listen
I grew up in a different Whipton
Mouth ulcer cause I been drinking
Why we die to make a dim living
What I've been thinking
Answer is, it's just Britain
I'm in the basement just pitch shifting
I seen the scars of the class schism just glisten
On a page where my past's written
On a page where my past's written
On a page where my..
On a page where my past's written
On a page where my past's written