City Bones lyrics

No bad blood now Between our class and Other form groups Rivals from school Have grown into The same smoke rooms Those old lock-ins with indigenous no-brains Seventeen people with only three surnames Replicas of girls under half their age Analogue lanes Led me away The same word that They use for won here I use for lost Those old lock-ins with indigenous no brains Seventeen people with only three surnames Replicas of women over twice their age Digital roads Led me this way