Songtext von Concrete Kerb

Each time i step outside i hear birds and strings and prettiful things So what you gotta do round here, to get a reaction Body part - violent verb - city boy face - concrete kerb And if you wanna get it done then you gotta make a wish. Sharpen that credit card baby And you thought we were asleep right through the rape, but we werent and we loved it Oh sweet lord i bore myself, i bore myself into pieces, for you to pick me up. And bla bla bla i dont like cars nor coffee shops trendy wine bars, but we'll teach ourselves to care...