Heading out to the city
Burning eyes with the lights now
Concrete, plaster taps
On the brink of collapse
Beaches covered in needles
Oceans not so sure
City covered in evil
Climate responds with war
Your economic narrative
Has lost its all
You say you're in the black
Because you're covered in coal
But you've got the swing
So you tell us to trust
You've got the ten percent
So you can f*ck the rest of us
Career preservation
No thought of the new
You'll be dead when there's problems
But your grandkids will hate you
When you're on your deathbed
And you want to be saved
Your made-up God will reject you
Selfish, and misbehaved
Stumble into the doorway
Smack into the walls
Leans against the graffiti
In the bathroom stalls
In the bathroom stalls
Nick Elliott - Bathroom Graffiti Lyrics
Nick Elliott - Bathroom Graffiti Lyrics
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Heading out to the city
Burning eyes with the lights now
Concrete, plaster taps
On the brink of collapse
Beaches covered in needles
Oceans not so sure
City covered in evil
Climate responds with war
Your economic narrative
Has lost its all
You say you're in the black
Because you're covered in coal
But you've got the swing
So you tell us to trust
You've got the ten percent
So you can f*ck the rest of us
Career preservation
No thought of the new
You'll be dead when there's problems
But your grandkids will hate you
When you're on your deathbed
And you want to be saved
Your made-up God will reject you
Selfish, and misbehaved
Stumble into the doorway
Smack into the walls
Leans against the graffiti
In the bathroom stalls
In the bathroom stalls
Burning eyes with the lights now
Concrete, plaster taps
On the brink of collapse
Beaches covered in needles
Oceans not so sure
City covered in evil
Climate responds with war
Your economic narrative
Has lost its all
You say you're in the black
Because you're covered in coal
But you've got the swing
So you tell us to trust
You've got the ten percent
So you can f*ck the rest of us
Career preservation
No thought of the new
You'll be dead when there's problems
But your grandkids will hate you
When you're on your deathbed
And you want to be saved
Your made-up God will reject you
Selfish, and misbehaved
Stumble into the doorway
Smack into the walls
Leans against the graffiti
In the bathroom stalls
In the bathroom stalls
Writer: Nicholas Elliott
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