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Drip Video (MV)




Performed By: Micromoon
Language: English
Length: 4:08
Written by: Ben Spence, Tuka Mohammed




Micromoon - Drip Lyrics
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He always smokes before he sleeps
It's essential can't be having those dreams
Faceless figure open mouth just like a
All the years have caught up
All the years have sent him east
Sometimes it takes a little while to know when you've been fleeced
It all got sticky through the palms he's had to grease
It all gets sticky when the desperation turns to greed
What motivates him starts to bleed
Into everything he hates
Drip drip drip drip
Clothing that's ripped
Wipe down the blade
They won't find the prints
Drip drip drip drip
Inconclusive
It's out of his hands but they still do the damage
He'll always be mummy's little boy
Keeps his school photo on the window by his toys
Time's passed now he's ungainfully employed
At least the gains don't make sense to her
We all know one day she'll hurt
But for now
She can live in peace
Just don't look in that bag
Ask too many questions
And never open the door to the
We all hear the rumours from time to time
He didn't speak for a while after they died
It's mad because they used to be close
But choices made led to hate and hatred does the most
And I've seen him at the grave
Whispering close
Conversations played out between just him and the headstone
Somewhere deep down in my heart I still love you
Drip drip drip drip
Clothing that's ripped
Wipe down the blade
Inconclusive
Drip drip drip drip
He's got away with one this time
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He always smokes before he sleeps
It's essential can't be having those dreams
Faceless figure open mouth just like a
All the years have caught up
All the years have sent him east
Sometimes it takes a little while to know when you've been fleeced
It all got sticky through the palms he's had to grease
It all gets sticky when the desperation turns to greed
What motivates him starts to bleed
Into everything he hates
Drip drip drip drip
Clothing that's ripped
Wipe down the blade
They won't find the prints
Drip drip drip drip
Inconclusive
It's out of his hands but they still do the damage
He'll always be mummy's little boy
Keeps his school photo on the window by his toys
Time's passed now he's ungainfully employed
At least the gains don't make sense to her
We all know one day she'll hurt
But for now
She can live in peace
Just don't look in that bag
Ask too many questions
And never open the door to the
We all hear the rumours from time to time
He didn't speak for a while after they died
It's mad because they used to be close
But choices made led to hate and hatred does the most
And I've seen him at the grave
Whispering close
Conversations played out between just him and the headstone
Somewhere deep down in my heart I still love you
Drip drip drip drip
Clothing that's ripped
Wipe down the blade
Inconclusive
Drip drip drip drip
He's got away with one this time
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Writer: Ben Spence, Tuka Mohammed
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