Fearful - Sporting Life

See it, say it, sorted

Call up, report it

You must be cautious

Because this world is sordid

And this call recorded

And you can’t afford it

See it, say it, sorted

Call up, report it

You must be cautious

Because this world is sordid

And this call recorded

And you can’t afford it

Villain in a gown, face in a pillow and I grip it with my mouth

Runt of the litter but I’m running with the hounds

Did it in the city but I did it for my town

Probably gonna do it 'til I’m laying in the ground

Six feet down, valley still smile but the mountains frown

I get beat down but I bounce

I know I’m running late, I can count

Eyes up, finite trust

Got loose ends, I’ma tie mine up

Eyes up, spies in the dusk

I don’t wanna see what the limelight does

Dried up, just my luck

Summertimes flying on a blue sky bus

I’ma find my footing like a line in the dust

But the proof’s in the pudding, getting mine lined up

See it, say it, sorted

Call up, report it

You must be cautious

Because this world is sordid

And this call recorded

And you can’t afford it

See it, say it, sorted

Call up, report it

You must be cautious

Because this world is sordid

And this call recorded

And you can’t afford it

After six, dogs bark in the mist

My father holds his past in his tin

I sold myself my hate with a grin

It’s the way that it goes when you’re talking to him

Me, me and my friends hold pace to the team

I was back the yard burning malice with a grin

It’s a sin

That I hold for myself

I hope my health don’t steadily decline

Seeing me, seeing me, seeing me

I’m on a ship that set sail to Philippines

I had supplies, a knapsack full of eateries

You could see pain, I would hold in the middle me

Being me, I don’t want nothing to do with me

Carry my body through gates of a better me

Heavenly, I was waiting for the signs of a better me

I was searching for the signs of a better me

Sonny right next to me

Telling me tales of the cemetery

I cannot let this be, scared of the prophecy

Look at the cracks of our times when I show the whole world it’s just you and me

See it, say it, sorted

Call up, report it

You must be cautious

Because this world is sordid

And this call recorded

And you can’t afford it

See it, say it, sorted

Call up, report it

You must be cautious

Because this world is sordid

And this call recorded

And you can’t afford it

I loved you as a child

But now there’s crime on every line of your face

Now we’re soiled, covered in blood

What have be lost?

I can’t sleep with ease

See it, say it, I told you once

See it, say it, was that enough?

See it, say it, I told you once

See it, say it, was that enough?

See it, say it, I told you once

See it, say it, was that enough?

See it down

Set back now

Turn around

Shoot

Leaking doubt

Sneaking out

Spooks on the loose

Red dot sight

Active mic

Life pattern

Mine my life

Buy my line

Time to hide in plain sight

Spooked

Stakeout in Herstmonceux searching for clues

Shoes on the step that weren’t left out by you

Vat of goo, grey like it’s dirty glue

H5n 1 or 2

Buzz this head like bluetooth

Spooked

Run west out Rendlesham

Left this man shaking with weathered hands

Measuring metric grams

Spooked

Met you at the track at noon

Set back, look what you do