Guntrip - Seafood

In the city I lost myself

Despise the chaos but hard to get out

And I’m always the first in line

Just lucky to be alive

Got hate or so they say

I drained the cup of the bitter taste

I’ll take the shadows to keep me at ease

Lost it all in this leisure scene

A neat science

A neat science

Met myself a dead tape collector

I can’t help it, I’m on a guntrip

I can’t help it, I’m on a guntrip

Can’t stand the tie that binds

With every corner a new surprise

I guess its time to stand up tall

See how it feels to lose it all

A neat science

A neat science

Met myself a dead tape collector

I can’t help it

I didn’t think I’d fucked up this much

I didn’t think I’d fucked up this much

I didn’t think I’d fucked up this much

I didn’t think I’d fucked up this much