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riskee & the ridicule - drown lyrics

[chorus]
crying over milk that ain’t been spilt’s anxiety
drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown for me
when you dry out and you be what they want you to be
drown, drown, drown, drown drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown, drown for me

[verse 1]
war is just one big business and you’ve sucked so much corporate c+ck you’d probably vomit jizz
and they’ve rammed it down your throat since the day you could have ideas
consume until blood drips from your ears
prejudice propaganda corrupting the young
but it ain’t 1930’s germany it’s now in the sun
front page: a toddler washed up on the beach
fl!ck to page 5 “what’s prince george wearing this week?”
therе’s a few raised eyеbrows but they’re on fleek
your make up is intact why would you swim out too deep
sympathy? not even nearly
the most factual part of your paper is dear deirdre
trust me, i can’t be trusted honestly
honesty is the best policy honestly
honour me with your own dishonesty
honestly, it breaks up the monotony
[chorus]
crying over milk that ain’t been spilt’s anxiety
drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown for me
when you dry out and you be what they want you to be
drown, drown, drown, drown drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown for me
drown, drown, drown, drown, drown for me

[verse 2]
untouchable they want to touch what they can’t touch
endure the pain to the embrace the rush
stand out from the crowd you can hear the hush
if you don’t like the smiths, you can’t sit with us
and they’re banging on about, “are you in or are you out?”
watch another sitcom put another pill in your mouth
the mouth of the south is about to jump up from the couch
point at the tv and shout “immigrants out!”
bound to be bound to the crowd
free thinking ain’t allowed
patriotism got you feeling all english and proud
but what have planted in this oh so holy ground?
nothing! you contaminate with what you spout

- riskee the ridicule lyrics

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