https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4R9Vk5_CbU

London City, far from pretty
Two, zero, zero, five
 A lady down in Paddington
Is fighting just to stay alive
Rhythmic beeps and blood stained sheets
Our lady weeps; she’s tired and pale
To set the scene
We must rewind the hands of time for violets tale

Violet was a silent girl
Grew up with violent starts
Her mother was a drinker
And her father was a bastard
Every night he’d tuck her tight
But never left the room
Ill spare you of the things he did
Im sure her mother knew

Violet was a silent girl
She moved out at sixteen
A semi-detached council flat
Paid for by a welfare-scheme
Packing shelves at Tesco’s
Stacking jars like pickled bricks
She met a boy named Stevie
And he was a little prick

Violet was a silent girl
And violet she fell fast
See Stevie was a wrongun
But he sure knew how to charm her
Every night he’d tuck her tight
But never left the room
History repeats itself
Hed paint her black and blue and ah…

She never stood a chance
The devil comes to dance

“Violet, why you always so silent?”
knock knock knock
On her bedroom door and he’s irate
He’s been drinking and smoking he’s up late
And he stands by her bedside, she shakes
But her eyes stay shut
  “You fucking slut! I know you’re up!”  
and he pinches her eyelids and folds them up
  “Violet, why you lying to me violet?”
  She stays silent, things turn violent

  Knock knock knock  

Thats the sound of his fists when they fall like a crashing pilot   
Hit like hailstones, one to the collar bone, full force, full blown, 
blood splat, bone crack, knick-knack-paddy-whack 
one to the jaw and a tooth spat - detached  
fist connects and disconnects the bone
 a quick deflect to misdirect the blow
But non-the-less his punches met her throat 
such a mess; he’s left her bruised and broke  

“Violet!? 
Why you always so silent violet!?  Why you such a little liar violet!? 
Do you think I want to do this Violet?!”  

In character she stays silent  

“Well say something Violet!”  

Silence  

“Fucking say something Violet!”  

Silence…  

“Wait… say something Violet”  

Not one word, she stays quiet….   

London City, far from pretty
 two, zero, zero, five
 A lady rushed to paddington is fighting just to stay alive
 the doctor in a state of shock, saw something here so very wrong 
See Violet, she was pregnant,
 Poor violet, she was nine months gone  

Turning to the doctor Violet broke her silence and she cried, 
 “If im to die right here tonight, please let my baby stay alive
” the doctor soon regained composure, called the surgeon to come in 
As violets world turned to black, the curtains closed 
The lights went dim in…

  London City, far from pretty, 
two zero zero five
 A lady down in paddington
Just lost the fight to stay alive
A tragedy, or miracle
It happened on these very streets
Two twins are lying side by side

  A girl named Jenny

 And a boy named Screech

Ren - Violet's Tale

Lowlife

Hated

Happier (feat. Oli Sykes of Bring Me The Horizon)

Happier

Abyss

Abyss (from Kaiju No. 8)

breakdown.

Ren - Hi Ren

Exaltado na Tua Força - (Inspired by Psalm 21) - A Bíblia Cantada

21st Century Liability

California

Eulogy

Die For The Hype

the one that got away

the one that got away cover (prod. lil ink)

City of Angels - 24kgoldn ft YUNGBLUD

FOOL & THE THIEF

VERSE
didn’t know there was a frontline I had to face 
20,000 friends who just look the other way
When I cut off my armour
They don’t act the same

I just keep my head up
used to empty space
a holster for my cheap wine
To try to keep me safe 
protect me from my own mind
Coz it keeps me wide awake

PRE
I’ve grown faithless
I can’t fake it 
So call my bluff yeah call me out

CHORUS
I’ll be dead by the night
If I don’t get it right on the first time
I can barely survive
If I don’t try to run on the highline

So I’ll be the fool yeah I’ll be the thief 
I’ll be the ghost just to get what I need
Heavily fortified 
So I dare you to give it your best try 

VERSE 2
This smile don’t mean I’m fine
It’s just my disguise
Laugh through gritted teeth
Good at faking that I’m fine
But the mirror that I speak to 
has 1000 eyes

I get all the attention
But they don’t know the truth
The imposter in my heavy head
Tells me what to do
This 2am anxiety 
Pumps a hole straight through my chest

PRE

CHORUS

MIDDLE 8
I’ll be on the news
But you won’t recognise my face
Coz I’ll be someone new
Sipping on my gold champagne

Cos I’m sick of all the bullshit all your labels so psycotic 
I should go and find some petrol fill my mouth up and go mental 
I should run into a fire let you drown me with your choir
If I’ll never win the race, Then I’ll just cut loose from your wire

CHORUS (double time)

Josh Taylor & Jack Kennedy with Brad Mair

Fool & The Thief

Lowlife

YUNGBLUD

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