BETTER - Young Fathers

Waiting for better

Leaving me bitter

She’s living for today

He’s living for tomorrow

Take a dab at sorrow

Waiting for better

Pink and nuisance the crowd

And call him daftie as you surround him

Pound him down to the ground

If the kids can do it give them the crown

Little misleading

Hide your secrets don’t tell those

As you pledge an allegiance of your own

You all know me I’m unknown

I laugh at manners in my mind

While I look into your painted smile

It’s 1989 all night

I push, you shove, I told a lie

You hear my cry, my discontent

You shoot from behind, straight through my chest

It hurts in a way, it hurts the best

Your lips taste just like I forget

Cash your check to lay down the law

One way ticket you cannot afford

Draped in armour, shades in velour

Watch my back then kick down the door

Chef’s souffle, this shit tastes like corpse

When I eat I make a mess

I only kiss when I’m undressed

Wine and dine and fuck in your rhyme

But what’s that thing around your wrist?

And what’s that thing between your lips?

Head or tails, you will decide

See your life through my eyes

Take a leap and dust these shoes

You’re useless unless you’re used

i must abuse

I just nah, must nah, must ya choose

Shadow blazing comes alive

I take this knife and give you daggers

toes and then I stagger

Blister burst, I fear the worse and I

Working exes on my guesses

Disobey your father’s death wish

There’s a purpose to your senses

Everything’s coincidences

It’s up to you to break the link

Staring, daring me to blink

I like that I don’t have to think

Hear me this time, hear me quick

Come come baby, let the lord in

Dance a little juju, let the gin in

Many many men, then again

The price of skin like porcelain

Made her sing like theremin

Made her moan, there her moans

Made her night, in for night

Home to the con, on the long

Oh she love me lo-o-ong time (awoo)

Waiting for better

Leaving me bitter

She’s living for today

He’s living for tomorrow

Take a dab at sorrow

Waiting for better

Leaving me bitter

Leaving me better

squeaky shoes