Gettin Better

Trance/Electronic Industrial/UK rap/Hip hop

Verse 1
Scooter runnin low among city blocks,
Runnin outta time passing creepy folks.
Gettin outta mind — that's how system works,
Gettin outta words when street talks.

Flashin signs in a corner shop,
Loud cry from the floor on top.
Blessings come but they go away
Like a smoke in the end of the day.

I’ve been lookin a lot, gettin human's needs,
I've been knockin the doors seen tears n grief.
I ain't get broken and outta street
And I ain't asking Lord my soul to keep.

Pre-Chorus
I don’t know how
But I keep it somehow.
Catchin every movement, any sound,
I'm tryin to lift my head from the underground.

Chorus
Maybe it’s the way I fall,
Maybe I don’t care at all.
Maybe I just play my part,
Maybe it is not that hard.

Maybe I’ll fade away,
In the London rain and the shades of grey.
But I’m here and I’m alive,
Tryna find my way and keep clear my mind.

Verse 2
Bus stop silence, headphones loud,
Lost in violence of the crowd.
Every word I ever write
Is the truth in borrowed light.

Siren screams, empty bins,
Lovely dreams, covered chins.
Laughin out, lost and found,
Stayin human, keeping down.

I see hope in a stranger’s eyes,
Give him a note — he’ll tell you lies.
He will walk with no more belief —
It ain't work if you try to believe.

Pre-Chorus
I don’t know how
But I keep it somehow.
Catchin every movement, any sound,
I'm tryin to lift my head from the underground.

Chorus
Maybe it’s the way I fall,
Maybe I don’t care at all.
Maybe I just play my part,
Maybe it is not that hard.

Maybe I’ll fade away,
In the London rain and the shades of grey.
But I’m here and I’m alive,
Tryna find my way and keep clear my mind.

Bridge
I keep runnin low between city blocks,
Gettin outta mind — that's how system works.
Catchin every movement, any sound,
I'm tryin to lift my head from the underground.

Final Chorus
Maybe it’s the way I fall,
Maybe I don’t care at all.
Maybe I just play my part,
Maybe it is not that hard.

Maybe I’ll fade away,
In the London rain and the shades of grey.
But I’m here and I’m alive,
Tryna find my way and keep clear my mind.


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