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Album: English Tapas Genre: Electronic, Hip Hop, Rock Style: Post-Punk, Minimal, Thug Rap Year: 2017 Lyrics: Yeah Yeah Yeah I look to the moon tonight It looked like a picture I tried to figure if it was real or just a fixture Sometimes it winks at me, sometimes it smiles Sometimes it looks at you 'cause it can see for miles I had a notice that the brick had made the picture I'm sick of ashtrays outside the Piano & Pitcher Sometimes it winks at me, sometimes it smiles Sometimes it looks at you 'cause it can see for miles Thunder sky, don't break as I walk home I want to keep dry under skies that hold their own Thunder sky, don't break as I walk home I want to keep dry under skies that hold their own I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I look to myself tonight, I know I'm richer It turns itself inside and burns out little bit deeper I drag a tenner out, I drag much more And shuffle into Sam's across the darkened score Thunder sky, don't break as I walk home I want to keep dry under skies that hold their own Thunder sky, don't break as I walk home I want to keep dry under skies that hold their own I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong The look is [?], [?] laced with grain The ankle on the faces tell me it's not playing straight The look is not so far, I knew it was gonna be A plungin' death of everything, the death of harmonies I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong I feel so wrong
