Lyrics This One - Chinese Man, Scratch Bandits Crew, Baja Frequencia

This One

Well you
Give me hope in my heart
To pull apart the stitches in the dark
Where I lay on my own
There’s nothing left to do but take this home
These skies never seemed so grey
These skies never seemed so grey
These skies never seemed so grey
These skies never seemed so grey
I need to get away
I need to get away
I need to get away
Don’t act like you’re speaking truth
When you got nothing to say
Why you making this hard for me?
And why’d you walk away?
This one’s for the people that would find it hard to breath
This one’s for the poor, for the beaten and diseased
This one’s for the people that are poorly in their head
This one’s for the masses
This one’s for the people that are up all night, barely sleeping
This is for the dreamers that are still dreaming
At 5am, I need to get to bed and i’ll be right again
This one’s for the youths with their empty cupboards
This one’s for the families that were lacking mothers
This one’s for the families that were lacking fathers
But still they’d harness, enough love to bridge their dramas
This one’s for the beaten down and broken
This one’s for the people with them broken hearts
This one’s for the people that can’t leave their beds
This one’s for the masses
These skies never seemed so grey
These skies never seemed so grey
These skies never seemed so grey
These skies never seemed so grey
I need to get away
I need to get away
Don’t act like you’re speaking truth
When you got nothing to say
Why you making this hard for me?
And why’d you walk away?
(Illaman)
Ain’t nothing better than feeling happiness in silence
Comfort in your skin, supreme bliss, its the nicest
Glass of fine wine and grade, quick aeroplane to Spain
For Paella plates and grapes.
Summertime skates in capes
Superhero shit, put a wasteman in a place
Lay and rest your face for disrespecting Dave
They can’t interrupt my wave, can’t block my sunlight
Soul on the sleeve, let’s all vibe and hum nice
Sing the same song, move in unison for a minute
I think we all need better, ain’t nobody grinning
Quarter past 6, thinking pub food and pints fam
Argue with the wise men, we’ll engulf all your pies man