Punks And Potions - Only Real

Walk is the potions

cords and commotion

handbags snatched out walls when they’re open

hits big city six drunk to the ocean

all down torn for

born to be broken

glues in the eyelids

used to be stylish

movement lies on a zoom full of mind shift

night vision flight vision

soon is it by lips

we need nothing and we choose to be like this

girls hurrying for sons and for husbands

bad boys worrying that mums starting love them

plans and scans

I got a funder (?)

Is all gone wrong but I candid in London

is it worth it?

pitch perfect

risk further but it changed to nurse it

pick purses, nick curses

make ways to pay to keep verses

talk from the chest

all short with the best

he was caught in the mesh

short shorts and a vest

if the pay’s not taking

the bed’s not making

change your ways and mistakes you’re making

making my way in a patiently aching

makes and mistakes with a taste for the chasing

wasted all our love

do you feel ya don’t care?

oh oh ooh oh ooh oooh oooh oooh oooh x4

lost in the punks

junk off to the lungs

put a boy with his backpack

snacks in the lunch box

one stop

don’t cop

jack rack blind cop

cuff bunds one tryna … on

places don’t make no sense for the winner and stompers

aint no rest in the crunch of monsters

nonsense

gotta make do

gotta make-paches (?)

bake cakes

gotta get through

aah…