Back To The Bricks Lyrics

Back To The Bricks by Mowgli

• Everyday drifting
• Linking hours like flower chains
• All the same games and the deep thinking
• Street siblings with tainted views
• Heart aches, smoke away brains to lose stomach pains
• So they keep lifting
• But feds get statistics to meet so they keep on shifting youths
• Say stressed still necking the booze
• No inspiration, same old samples on endless loops
• Age old patterns played out
• Save face lost talent
• K-holes getting battered
• Everybody with a point to prove
• Point to your problems
• Options lost in the plastic fumes
• Last chances
• Come today gone tomorrow like bargains passing hands
• Heartless
• Brass bands playing coke-can blues in their coke-can flats
• Prang cats and their mood swings
• Seek direct help with drawn out faces
• Pass back their belts and their shoes strings losing patience
• Watching mistakes like outtakes
• Dead weights falling caught short like haymakers
• In this hospital without walls
• Outpatients wander concrete corridors empty
• Dreading facing facts, mental fragments
• Back to the bricks where reality stings
• Numb voices
• Brain-dead killing time till their death beds
• Feel like kings when they’re living in debt
• No short straws listen as the walls talk back
• Singing anthems for warped minds
• Simplified like techstep
• The ready-eye pounce on movements
• Where we act on impulse
• Caught up on cause and effect like roadkill caught in the headlights
• Self-made scapegoats puppets on strings in stage shows
• Poker faces like ghosts in the dead night
• Debit cards cutting like bread knives
• Hydrochloride eyes watch me still vacant
• Stereotypes and chalk outlines
• Still dreaming a life but still alive shaking
• Waiting for a last drag of death’s breath that will leave them
• Quickly satisfied like punchlines and cheap skets
• A generation born dreading what’s next
• Passing time like flies in this wasp nest
• Lost in hindsight, lives out of context
• Parasites scavenge off themselves like bitter sweet
• Cycles of death digging graves in this field of dreams
• Complex patterns of deceit, deadbeats and throwbacks
• Car crash in slow motion
• Photo-real characters leap out of screens like IMAX
• Extras in deleted scenes and lost meanings in
• Minds of pavement dreamer’s lives repeating like time lapse
• All foreplay with no climax
• It’s all highs and lows
• Hit the come down
• Black and white slideshows in a technicolour time span
• Angels in plain clothes run down
• It’s powdered noses and no hopers
• Jokers that focus on front now proudly stand
• Faithless clone soldiers in armies of dead faces

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