M. T Craig

Float On

I found this place ain’t all its cracked up to be.
Kids walk the streets with the latest something or other.
Run and take cover, there’s no space for love in another.
When the day to day becomes an advert,
teaching us we need some gadget to discover,
all that’s true about this life and all it has to offer.  
 
Fuck the latest series Im’a cough-a-lung onto your street.
See if you even skip a beat on your way home.
Seems your either asleep or doing anything extreme to get your name known.
Five seconds fame came, ended quick in the meantime all the ones you left behind.
Hibernating; they were living life it was you, the one whose waiting.

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