Keir - Woking Town

I've always thought that Woking Town looks best at night
Cause the morning light, it only shows the pests and plight
Our restless fight
Clawing through crowds on South Western's line
To leave this grey forest
Asking "How blessed am I?"
It's Fucking Awesome, see, it's written on my chest in white
Some dirty Nineties on my feet, stepping left and right
I'm only dressed this nice cause I've invested my time
Came from nothing, so I'm tryna be the best you'll find
So tell me how I do this
How do I make this music when the tools have got me moving stupid?
Some suited, booted lunatics, straight spitting like they're druids
And still, I'm sat at uni, scrawling notes like I ain't fluent?
Perhaps I'm foolish for tryna write my lyrics
While I'm busy tripping over missed wisdom, should've listened
So committed that my spirit's slipping out of rhythm
Got bigger fish, I'll burn em to a crisp and make em bitter
Ayo
I've never had this drive before, neither space nor time
This shit has changed, and it's made me wanna change my life
Pride or pain, they won't matter when the angels fly
So now I'm racing back on the mainline
(Fuck you, you don't owe it to yourself)
Stop wasting time
I don't have a lot to spare, so stop wasting mine
Fuck your eighths and lines, I ain't smoking
But choking on your clouds, man I must be back in Woking
I'm pretty far from Woking Town now
Moved up to uni, where I'm battling with them doubts now
Ignore em till they drown out
Abandoned what's familiar
It's unfamiliar, huh, the face I'm seeing in the mirror
Grew the beard, it's turning brown now
A few more months and it'll probably turn to grey
Getting stressed, I'm always second-guessing
Settling into new addresses
Yeah, it seems I'm ducking from these blessings
Only ever getting wretched lessons, drowning in excesses
It's depressing
The pressure on my shoulders, I can't take the strain
Growing up so hungry, now I've gone to try and make my name
Fuck the generations, I'm the first of all my family
Breaking out that cycle
Like I'm cutting through a lock by Woking station, in the rain
The darkness and the pain
But maybe that's the drive I need to go and stake my claim?
Yeah, and maybe it'll be worth it for the spoils
The trouble and the toil, just to kick it with the royals
Shout out Kano and the Queen!
Y'know what the best part of my day is?
For about ten seconds from when I pull up to your kerb
To when I get to your door
Is I think that maybe I'll get up there and knock on the door
And you won't be there
No "goodbye", no "see you later", no nothing
Just left
I don't know much, but I know that

Written by:
Hayden Fletcher

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