Lyrics We Could Become River Rats - Dikembe

We Could Become River Rats

These residences are just baseboards and street signs
Without conversations about common interests
Our spines are torches and our skulls are on fire
But I bruise in the spotlight
The minutes spent, making ghost sounds
Keep me up for days
I’m less relevant when the words resist
And I’m strapped to the backseat
For a list of reason beyond my control, I can’t stay
But this place on tape keeps me away
Like a Roman Empire
I’m on holiday from my hometown
I’m on holiday from my hometown