Testo Dark Days - Yard Act
Testo della canzone Dark Days (Yard Act), tratta dall'album Dark Days
The truth was sold, that's where the trail goes cold
My shoulders shudder at the thought
Of puffing my chest out as I walk home alone
Under the arches, there's this bloke
With a carboot full of stolen phones
Knock-off cologne and mink carcasses
"They're mint condition from Selfridges, mate"
I see arsonists with business rates
Sketched on the back of empty matchboxes and
Police offers getting their truncheons polished off in the bushes
Wondering what all the fuss is about and what I'm looking at
But if looks could kill, my vacant gaze wouldn't even pierce the skin
I'm not lazy, I mean it's just something I've no interested in, mate
Least when I meet my maker, then I'll embrace all my mistakes
As I descend into the bowels of hell with a shit-eating grin on my face
Dark days
It's a neverending cycle of abuse
Dark days
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose
Dark days
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose
Dark days
It's a neverending cycle of abuse
Was skeptic to how the media had depicted ya
Though getting to know ya better, we clicked and so we stuck together
Turning the corner of the burning cenotaph when those copper's clocked us
Stopped us and shook us up and down
With no grounds to and no due process
They started discussin' whether to let us off for doing nothin' or
Maybe pop us for looking like we might be hiding something
But then the radio buzzed in
"They caught carboot man with the lot"
Thank fuck I bought you enough time not to get shot
Dark days
It's a neverending cycle of abuse
Dark days
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose
Dark days
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose
Dark days
It's a neverending cycle of abuse
Dark days
It's a neverending cycle of abuse
Dark days
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose
Dark days
I have the blues and I can't shake them loose
Dark days
It's a neverending cycle of abuse
My best ideas are borrowed, but they're never half-baked
They're hard to swallow, I'm an acquired taste
And if you wanna climb the ladder of success on judgement day
Take my advice and reinvent the real completely
Believe me
Dark days
Dark days
Dark days
Dark days
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Writer(s): James Smith, Sam Shipstone, Ryan Andrew Needham, George Townend
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