Cantona
[Verse 1: Loyle Carner]
Banana butter skin
Fight, stay another night
Still were troublin
Fine, sipping on some wine
And some other things
White lies are deep in disguise til my mother rings
Smothering, better being beside
All the redefined feelings
She's leading, keeping me blind
Seen the deepest ties
Feeble and evil leaving their eyes
Saying time flies
When people really meaning demise
Caught surprise
And that be that
Merciless matter fact
Snapping back and backing yak
All snapping the candle wax
The battle axe bruise, everything you loose
Couple loose screws, I tighten my shoes
We ain't having that
Catching that
Snatch of a man attached
Wrapped in his match day, happs with his lassy latched
My even Steven leaves with out a reason
Grieving still he's leaving me with something to believe in
[Chorus: Loyle Carner]
We'd sit for hours
Sun, thunderstorm or showers
In the same living room watching the bloom turn to flowers
We'd sit for hours
Sun thunder storm or showers
In the same living room watching the bloom
[Verse 2: Loyle Carner]
We know that it's a selfish thought
Thinking we're the only youth distraught
Selfish be coming from slums of any whose been torn
Scorned, or left folorn
From the belly of the horn
Still as night, still I step outside
Sippin as I mourn
Yawn, dusk till dawn
It's forlorn and trust
Brush from a Dark hush, still adore them such
Its Still Bill and Rosie, names that'll hold me
Two names shaping my brain sane if I'm lonely
The only reason I'm here this evening
Reason I'm breathing
The reason that all my Demons
Been beaten out of this Eden
Still the reason strange
Seasons have changed in the grieving
But the new relief Is releasing
These feelings to ceiling
So I'm kneeling with deeper meaning
Seeping through believing
If you see me sleeping
I dream of sneaking through into freedom
So I'm leaving
I'm fleeing, leaping, deep in to the green
And forget a heathen
Cos me I need something to believe in
[Chorus: Loyle Carner]
We'd sit for hours
Sun, thunderstorm or showers
In the same living room watching the bloom turn to flowers