Nineeight - London Outta Luck

Thinking bout the city
When I meet you
You can be a lover
You can be a pain

What a shame

Fall into the towers
That are see-through
London is my baby
But my arms might break

Who's to blame

I love the nooks and crannies
And the crooked alleys
Where I landed hooks on scallys
Where the man glare looks through ballys
And the rich just book their taxis
Two cities in one who's good who's bad
More words than looks could carry, I dodge jabs hooks and parry
I check the books and tally, more often than not,
I land myself in a lot, feel like a rut, needing to cut, feel in my gut
Where do I go, straight back
A toxic trait I observe and hate that I can't escape self-made traps
Fall in a pub, fall in another
Fall out of love, part of me chucks, then I bend over the bowl and flush,
losing my lover, down on my luck, fell in love with a city a number, a regular bus
One day through another I can't get enough

Thinking bout the city
When I meet you
You can be a lover
You can be a pain

What a shame

Fall into the towers
That are see-through
London is my baby
But my arms might break

Who's to blame

I know you don't trust so often
but I'm here and I told ya I'm all in

I know that you don't trust so often
But I'm here and I told you I'm all in
And there's no one else that makes me feel like this
I get it I know how the world spins
How I told you to move through with caution
I just hope you know you're always the one I miss


we could do the same things
Do it all the again
I still love you through the changes
But hate you when it rains
What time would you you shoot through?
Dressed up I'm in my new shoes
With some dons who got Bluetooth
Bare claret on the new suit

Even if i left i would always come back
You were always there when no one had my back
You still show me love on your rainy nights
When it's dark outside
You still give me light

Thinking bout the city
When I meet you
You can be a lover
You can be a pain

What a shame.

Fall into the towers
That are see-through
London is my baby
But my arms might break

Who's to blame

Thinking bout the city
When I meet you
You can be a lover
You can be a pain

What a shame

Fall into the towers
That are see-through
London is my baby
But my arms might break

Who's to blame

Written by:
Aiwa Laurel, Lloyd Macdonald, Lorenzo Stanford-Vaughan, Niall Williams, Oli Maharajh

Publisher:
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY

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