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keir (hip-hop) - southwark station lyrics

[verse 1]
look
i swear, ain’t been no good at writing love songs
judging by my language, i should be backing the soap
like “wash your mouth out”
in the shower, hope my demons drown now
i’ve got a date with destiny
don’t need these screaming doubts now
i’m houseproud
shouts to my therapist for cleaning up
need a little guidance but broadly speaking i’m keeping up
i’ve gotta head to london, meet a cute little something
tryna pen a little number on the tube to southwark
jubilee’s the one
this ain’t some cheap song about some cheap s+x
the simple life is dеar, use my days for labour
seeing you on weekends
strolling by the rivеr, with that sweet scent
could pluck it from the air
when you’re out of sight, out of reach
i’m thinking this is probably a good start
but i ain’t got sh+t for reference
so i’ll probably lose my footing like the room’s dark
tripping over books, they got a hook
spit a couple 16s, i might deliver the goods, like
[chorus]
rocking ones, bumping knucks
wondering how i’m gonna cuff
as stations pass like
bermondsey, london bridge, southwark
i think she might just be in love
don’t know for sure, just got a hunch
doors will open on the right
left brain’s got it covered
till i see you face to face and i can’t speak
it’s been like this for three weeks
i’m losing sleep
won’t you keep me in check?
won’t you keep me sane? (i swear)
just until we get our next train

[verse 2]
i can’t seem to get these lyrics done
pen is leaking on the page
puddles, squiggles meaning nothing (uh)
i got a dozen tabs open in my brain, and they’re frozen
like i ain’t tried turning it off and on again
trouble with +rs+nal’s they always try and walk it in
trouble with these artists
is they always write this soppy sh+t
but life ain’t like that, love ain’t like that
it’s seeming insincere, or i’m just cynical
or tryna fight back against this plastic love
shouts to mariya takeuchi
she always lifts my mood
even when i’m rocking this two+piece
it’s twenty+five degrees out, so i’m looking kinda moody
but then i see you in that sundress, reminded of your beauty
feeling like a movie
high on serotonin, now i’m writing what i hate
sh+t, maybe it’s the new me?
i know that real love has imperfections
the biggest flaw i’ve found is that it’s answering all my questions
[chorus]
rocking ones, bumping knucks
wondering how i’m gonna cuff
as stations pass like
bermondsey, london bridge, southwark
i think she might just be in love
don’t know for sure, just got a hunch
doors will open on the right
left brain’s got it covered
till i see you face to face and i can’t speak
it’s been like this for three weeks
i’m losing sleep
won’t you keep me in check?
won’t you keep me sane? (i swear)
just until we get our next train

[outro]
yeah
big love to beyond2worlds on the beat
dziękuję brat

- keir hip hop lyrics

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