Numb arse? Crowed street? Alone? Chances are your outside sixth form

Whhooaaa indie cindie’s taking her time
She was ment to be here at quter to four
I’ve only got 2 years till i’m out of prime
I hope she won’t take to long

Parked on the cold slab known as the sixth form stairs, on a cold wensday afternoon
With the sounds of old Alex moaning how he couldn’t take his brid on tour
Wisling gently through my ears as the viral marketing for indipendant fashion runs out the doors
Buddies and Pal’s walking throught the rabble as they set of home to their cozy bus seats
Beacuse walking in anything under 10 dagree’s is unthinkable as is over 12
With numb as fuck arse i start to debate is my time being put to good use here?

Floods of icons flood the streats bangles and strings in arm
With a Model on one arm and a sidekick perched unwillingly on the other
Droves and droves have come and gone, but don’t you worry i won’t have to wait long
Cos she’ll come i know for sure, just a few more minuites just a few more

Oooop purple hair’s contraversial
The wollen hand knitted jumpers orginal
As orginal as the last 4 people that wore it
There are other shops in town than Topman and Revolv… actually scratch that there aren’t

Half four’s taking the piss, i think we can all agree
Their’s only so many tracks shuffle could throw at me
Yet another Motorhead song? So much for shuffle it would seem
But your redeemed for your next choice of the lone libertine

Floods of icons flood the streats
With a Model on one arm and summant in the other
Droves and droves have come and gone, but don’t you worry i won’t have to wait long
Cos she’ll come i know for sure, just a few more seconds…. COME ON!

If half four’s taking the piss you can imagine me at five
And shuffle is starting to get on my very last ne…
MOTORHEAD AGIAN!? ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS!?
Y’know what? She wasn’t fit anyway, so fuck this

Decades Of Silence

Screens bring us closer together
But i can still feel our distance
A 10 step western shootout
A Knights jousting ground
Cables bring us closer then before
But it feels like your never here
A snipers war torn showdown
A battle like none before

I want it to be you
To be the one who tries to save us,
But like they say
Never send a woman to do a man’s job

All i want to do right now is to say hello
But under oath to myself i must now vow
To decades upon decades of silence
All in the name of evidence
If i was the one hurting this time
Would you turn around and voluntarily brake
These decades and decades of silence
All for your devotion to me

I want it to be you
To be the one who tries to save us,
But like they say
Never send a woman to do a man’s job

The number of times I’ve played the part
Of pitching this love to the one who should want it most
I’m starting to lose my memory
Of you ever fighting for our connection
If i’m left out fighting all the good fight
Who’s left keeping the romance alight?
Without devotion it’ll burn out in seconds
While your pride burns the brightest

Where’s your pride when your alone in bed?
What good are the points if your sat at home
Refreshing the home page for a tact of social contact
Where’s your pride now?
Does it’s light keep you sane?
In these fucking cold decades of silence?

I want it to be you
To be the one who tries to save us,
But if i left it up to you
You wouldn’t do a damn thing
But like they say
Never send a woman to do a man’s job

If i didn’t i’d be stuck
In decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and deadces and deacades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and deadces and deacades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and deadces and deacades and decades of silence