Contact Play – Falling Innit Lyrics
Lyrics
Verse 1
- What's more horrific.. The stuff were snorting
- Or the thoughts of him And you every fucking morning
- See were all a bit confused But im done with talking
- When your calling me im caught within your sorcery And coming crawlin'
- We were more than the rush of one endorphin
- More than just some gushing love muscle pouring
- More than a drug huffing rough couple caught in
- A blood bubble sprawled a mud puddle snoring
- She was Life itself as far as I could tell
- Id find myself in her eyes and my spine ud melt
- So I held her like the ravages of drug addiction
- And I held her when my sanity was fucking slippin'
- Like fuck I didn't love her like I loved to spit a grubby written
- Son im just a sucker for a dumb decision
- Have you ever held a hand grenade for to long
- And sat awake fanning flames in your room, cough coughin on a mass of
- Grey fumes tryna move on, standing in the acid rain drowning
- Cause you gone see love will have you itching at a gaping wound
- Scribblin' and makin tunes about the chick that crippled and disabled you
- And shoutin' in the mirror til' your face is blue
- Countin' all your littlest mistakes and I made a few
- Thousand a few powders a few downers
- down the line and she lowed it right and that's love
Chorus
- Man Fuck this love shit..
- And I wish id never fallen innit, wish id never bought my ticket into
- Getting more committed, into getting torn to bits and into getting
- Tortured with it, wish id never fallen innit,fallen innit,fallen innit
Verse 2
- What's more horrific.. the images of him and you
- While sitting in this Mess of mine clinging to the bitter fued
- This is the second time I've Written this specific tune
- The first one was dripping in the misery Of missing you
- I tore it up but this ones turnin' out identical
- Thoughts of us cause a rush turning out the ventricles
- Circled round With chemicals, tried squirming out ya tentacles
- Man a dozen times I must of tried burning down your pedestal but
- I can't hate you As much as id love to
- I love you it's fucked up this is what it's come to
- So bruv fuck tough love loves tough, tough luck its done baxter..
- You've done lost her to some wanker
- I run back to the skunk and the Lung cancer
- Man I had enough of yats and enough of anger
- I finished Writing but there's nothing left to say
- But this dutty serenade on Another messy day
Chorus
- Man Fuck this love shit..
- And I wish id never fallen innit, wish id never bought my ticket into
- Getting more committed, into getting torn to bits and into getting
- Tortured with it, wish id never fallen innit,fallen innit,fallen innit
- I don't care you little slag you're going out