The Worst Guys - Round the Town Lyrics

Walking round the places where we used to run
And it all seems different
Ain't it funny how my town's like a prison
With colours and the sounds so vivid
Now I'm walking round the town
And I didn't think I'd be back in this
You must take me for some kind of clown
If you think I'm staying down

Casting off to better days
Thoughts amassed I'll let them play
Like a vcr cause I gotta pause and rewind that tape
The display's all static cause the memory's fade
And I already think there's a shortage of space
Or maybe it's how much I've absorbed in the past
21 and the rate
The world never moved this fast
Now we need an upgrade
For the capacity and room in our brains
I've taken in every single view of this place
In better days so all we do is get caught in a loop
Like kicking the same rhyme
Like kicking the same rhyme
To days when we were only out while it was daylight
To rolling round with good odds that someone may fight
But it was calm cause no one pulled knives
Most the time when we catch a vibe now
It's feeling like the same night
Nowadays like we only know what we'd already known
Already grown we only see the days we're already shown

Walking round the places where we used to run
It all seems different
Funny how my town's like a prison
With colours and the sounds so vivid
And now I'm walking round the town
Didn't think I'd be back in this
You must take me for some kind of clown
If you think I'm staying down

15 all I had was high tops and a low fade
Local biker gang was us and we all had road rage
14 was no age to die we gon' ride forever
But my boys are chatty so sometimes I thought we'd die together
Link a couple girls at the park until the time's whatever
We're fly as feathers and our minds were clever
Got money from a paper round so I could buy whatever
And my mind was never in the depths to realise this town inspires depressions
Dead recess it's a recession
But we all had our sights on better
So we're climbing till the climates rising
I guess you don't know these heights but you're acclimatising
And we'll keep vibing while the dramas piling up
At times we're stuck thinking I could give a lucky penny
For my thoughts drop it in a well hope for the best I've given many
To the point that all I hope for when I'm grow up's to
Afford to leave my town and stop tripping off the old stuff

Walking round the places where we used to run
It all seems different
Funny how my town's like a prison
With colours and the sounds so vivid
Walking round the town
Didn't think I'd be back in this
You must take me for some kind of clown
If you think I'm staying down