Trust me
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Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh
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Or is the progress of process that's a natural people quest
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Metal and the workings, dark and lurking in my mind
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Branded neon red and blue flashes
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The view from the flats is nice
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I see Alice in Wonderland
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I see malice in Sunderland
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Mouse to house, I am this land
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The were without, it's Thumberland
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Smoke to a karma coma
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Jamaicans do yard and roamers
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Shake Bacardi's and Coke and make me laugh and
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Trust me
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So much stuff and many people
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The future is not evil
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The future is not fish and it's simple, it's efficient
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Now that things are costing nothing
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Is any of it good?
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Come and love me, read my nothings
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Blogging river floods
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Dead plant planted on the window ledge
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Shadows dance, glint and blend
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Glance slow at the night outside
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I'm God in the game
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Sound rumbles in 5.1 round some corner to fight with guns
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Play God in games but nothing in
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Trust me
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Dub step, club sweat, come get rubbed red
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Play the playlist
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Play the playlist
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I see Alice in Wonderland
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I see malice in Sunderland
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House to house, I love this land
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The were without, it's Thumberland
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Do the wrong thing, joke it right
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Span the longings and the fights
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For all the oil and the toil
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And the spoils of the royals
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We are nothing if not nice
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We are coughing if we are wise
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Roll me up like a leafy spliff
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Fuck that, roll me up and
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Trust me
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Why is there so much noise
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Reading info, buying toys
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We all fear of company
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But we are fierce anonymously
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Enter shit on the internet
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Clashing people, chatting evil
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But we are cheery social sorts
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With the pleasing photo forward
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Pass the love around and back to me
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Walking down a madman's street
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The music in my ears is fleeting
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Struggle to shuffle to the same beat
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We are nothing if not nice
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We have a pretty buttered knife
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Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and strife
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Anything you tell me
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Yes, yes, I will believe
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But again and I suspect
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Again and I will leave
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Slow burn a little heaven
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Roaming yearnings for devon
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Coburn '67
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Don't work for them
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Trust me
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Dub step, earth run, red club sweat
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Put up chests and freeze, freeze
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Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh
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Or is the progress of process that's a natural people quest
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