Cantona

[Verse 1: Loyle Carner] Banana butter skin Fight, stay another night Still were troublin Fine, sipping on some wine And some other things White lies are deep in disguise til my mother rings Smothering, better being beside All the redefined feelings She's leading, keeping me blind Seen the deepest ties Feeble and evil leaving their eyes Saying time flies When people really meaning demise Caught surprise And that be that Merciless matter fact Snapping back and backing yak All snapping the candle wax The battle axe bruise, everything you loose Couple loose screws, I tighten my shoes We ain't having that Catching that Snatch of a man attached Wrapped in his match day, happs with his lassy latched My even Steven leaves with out a reason Grieving still he's leaving me with something to believe in [Chorus: Loyle Carner] We'd sit for hours Sun, thunderstorm or showers In the same living room watching the bloom turn to flowers We'd sit for hours Sun thunder storm or showers In the same living room watching the bloom [Verse 2: Loyle Carner] We know that it's a selfish thought Thinking we're the only youth distraught Selfish be coming from slums of any whose been torn Scorned, or left folorn From the belly of the horn Still as night, still I step outside Sippin as I mourn Yawn, dusk till dawn It's forlorn and trust Brush from a Dark hush, still adore them such Its Still Bill and Rosie, names that'll hold me Two names shaping my brain sane if I'm lonely The only reason I'm here this evening Reason I'm breathing The reason that all my Demons Been beaten out of this Eden Still the reason strange Seasons have changed in the grieving But the new relief Is releasing These feelings to ceiling So I'm kneeling with deeper meaning Seeping through believing If you see me sleeping I dream of sneaking through into freedom So I'm leaving I'm fleeing, leaping, deep in to the green And forget a heathen Cos me I need something to believe in [Chorus: Loyle Carner] We'd sit for hours Sun, thunderstorm or showers In the same living room watching the bloom turn to flowers