Sunday, 7 August 2016

The Word - Princess On The Steeple

You've gone to the finest school alright Miss Lonely, but you know you only used to get juiced in it. And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street and now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it. You said you'd never compromise with the mystery tramp, but now you realise he's not selling any alibis as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes and say "do you want to make a deal?" How does it feel to be on your own, with no direction home?

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