Cracks - The View

He said that he was living in his head

The streets around here, the blood runs red

A with his head

Felt like a tunnel head

Finds out that his best friends left him for dead

And feels like a glass

Pour out the drink

Shoes on

Lost a tread

Lost a girl

Lost a head

He’s was gonna strut, he’s crawling instead

Out of panic with his head

Felt like a tunnel head

Crawling round thinking is it something I said?

And feels like a glass

Pour out the drink

And I’ve seen the cracks on this town

When I’m knocked on the ground

And I’ve seen the cracks on this town

And they’re bringing me down

So he said that he was living in his head

The streets around here, the blood runs red

He said he was living in his mind

Piece of that something is so hard to find

And feels like a glass

Pour out the drink

And I’ve seen the cracks on this town

When I’m knocked on the ground

And I’ve seen the cracks on this town

And they’re bringing me down

I’ve seen the cracks on this town

I’ve seen the cracks on this town

I’ve seen the cracks on this town

And they’re bringing me down

Oh-ooh-ooh

Oh-ooh-ooh

Oh-ooh-ooh

Oh-ooh-ooh

Oh-ooh-ooh

Cracks on this town

Oh-ooh-ooh

Cracks on this town

Oh-ooh-ooh

Cracks on this town

Oh-ooh-ooh

Cracks on this town

Oh-ooh-ooh

Cracks on this town

Oh-ooh-ooh

Cracks on this town

And they’re bringing me down

Oh-ooh-wow