Middle-aged, do the low rise on the waist
London half-life
Middle-aged, youre the low riser
getting over myself today
And if youre compromised, Drive your car through the rain
And if youve been beaten, Drive your car through the rain
Until you wash off the buzz
Dont pull over till youre sure one that wanted the floor
one that wont know the street, one that wanted to land
on the heart with his feet up
oh watch out, youre only better off with half your life
otherwise wasted
House of cards, you fall hard
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