Dark Days

Cold In Berlin

Score: 15
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Played: 10

Album:

Rituals Of Surrender

Genres:

British
Deathrock
London
Post punk

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[Verse 1] I could speech up the coast of [?] Dark days cast away like Brooke Shiels Late nights vaporise to the surreal Like Salvador Dali with a good deal Lookin' for relief on a classic beat Eatin' seen repeats atop a cannabis tree Swingin' from a hammock in an animacy The persistence of time like the galaxies reach You can't run from yourself or the habits you keep By bein' lovesick, standin' on the Barrier Reef I went from Sons of Anarchy, taggin' the streets To galleries filled with [?], Van Gogh and Matisse I seen the top museums walked the Champs-Élysées And nothing compares to shamany Those mountains gave birth to a man of peace And transformed what a gritty-ass rapper believes "What do you mean?" I mean that I don't know shit My whole world's like a drop in a hobo street [Chorus] The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know [Verse 2] I know the alleys of Raval like the back of my hand In Manhattan, my mind is like a taxi cab In Shibuya, I'll show you where the wax is at On the road with Karack in a panel van In Cattle Lamb, night stark skies are mergin' Night harn russes keep the fire burnin' Got high with God, I punch lines for thirst And dance with the devil at sun rise in Berlin The wider world, what a beautiful place Sagrada Familia, blew me away Like the girls in Prague, the food in Spain The streets of Bankok that illuminate What a shame, we don't recognise the basic needs A spiritual bein's connected to a greater scheme I search temples, walk down angel streets And found strength in the beauty of a bay and tree [Chorus] The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know [Verse 3] Hey yo, it's Barcelona beach, "mojito, mojito" San Sebastian with a glass of ol' vino Lower east side Check the free show with Peep Rock and Premo Keynote speaker, tryna find Nemo Cruise around Hawaii in a motherfuckin' speedboat Yeah, I've been around the world, shouts to Bon Biza Shouts to ST, fresh beat, from digger Long live the memories of makin' this album Shouts to my girl and my brothers Caleb and Gallop Waitin' for hours, barmaids chasin' the salad Flows sicker than the Bronx river straight out of Melbourne And they say we develop like diplomatic culture Pictures on the wall and [?] I've been around the world and every city that I go to I'm Indiana Jones with a fifty bag of doja [Chorus] The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know The more I see, the less I know I've been around the world on a temperate road I've seen beautiful things with a rep to grow But the more I see, the less I know