Tom Grennan, Future Utopia, Tia Carys - Do We Really Care? Pt. 1 lyrics
[Tom Grennan, Future Utopia, Tia Carys - Do We Really Care? Pt. 1 lyrics]
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head
It ain't affect us
We get correct novels and neglecting
There's summer in the city
Those shadows already checked in the
Couple of them, struggles again
Don't want it with them don't let
One or two struggle again
'Till it hit's home so many gimmicks alone
Now push these limit's, social physics
Fool, to come on they phone and say
"Smile for the camera"
Natural, making gritty glamorous
Defect from all these unpaid actors
Madness has happened
Nobody panicking, that damaging damage
And claps the callousness, that's fatuous
And they know what's factual
In actual fact the world's been whacked
And you don't care and yes, I get that but
I need a little later, I'm a
I'm a write-up
And I'm planning right from wrong though
I knew it all along
Seems the summer in the city
And there's always one to come
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head
I seen it all
I seen the scene like a spectacle
Susceptible, diseases treated like
A fucking festival
No quarantine or worry-tine like
"Is this mess amendable?"
Obsession over wrongful leaders
Made 'em all electable i'm best of all
They're the biggest criminals
Who arrest 'em all blacks all identical
Lifestyle symmetrical let's not forget them
Females in third-worlds it's so unethical
They're meant for you sit on your arse
Make this shit acceptable
Don't nations, don't do zilt
Them's playin' hide-and-seek with
This youte just to pride your guilt
But when they got you on that stretcher
Could you treasure all those gestures or
You 'bout to die alone?
History, everyone forgets ya
'Cause we rushing regrets
And we doing these bullets
Like it's Russian Roulette, nah nah
Rushing regrets
We'll dodge these bullets like
It's Russian Roulette
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head
It ain't affect us
We get correct novels and neglecting
There's summer in the city
Those shadows already checked in the
Couple of them, struggles again
Don't want it with them don't let
One or two struggle again
'Till it hit's home so many gimmicks alone
Now push these limit's, social physics
Fool, to come on they phone and say
"Smile for the camera"
Natural, making gritty glamorous
Defect from all these unpaid actors
Madness has happened
Nobody panicking, that damaging damage
And claps the callousness, that's fatuous
And they know what's factual
In actual fact the world's been whacked
And you don't care and yes, I get that but
I need a little later, I'm a
I'm a write-up
And I'm planning right from wrong though
I knew it all along
Seems the summer in the city
And there's always one to come
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head
I seen it all
I seen the scene like a spectacle
Susceptible, diseases treated like
A fucking festival
No quarantine or worry-tine like
"Is this mess amendable?"
Obsession over wrongful leaders
Made 'em all electable i'm best of all
They're the biggest criminals
Who arrest 'em all blacks all identical
Lifestyle symmetrical let's not forget them
Females in third-worlds it's so unethical
They're meant for you sit on your arse
Make this shit acceptable
Don't nations, don't do zilt
Them's playin' hide-and-seek with
This youte just to pride your guilt
But when they got you on that stretcher
Could you treasure all those gestures or
You 'bout to die alone?
History, everyone forgets ya
'Cause we rushing regrets
And we doing these bullets
Like it's Russian Roulette, nah nah
Rushing regrets
We'll dodge these bullets like
It's Russian Roulette
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half-dead
Walking on the sidewalk
Hotter than a match head