Dark Days (Explicit) - Yard Act

The truth was sold that's where the trail goes cold

My shoulders shudder at the thought

Of puffing my chest out as I walk home alone

Under the arches there's this bloke

With a carboot full of stolen phones

Knock-off cologne and mink carcasses

They're mint condition from Selfridges mate

I see arsonists with business rates

Sketched on the back of empty matchboxes and

Police offers getting their

Truncheons polished off in the bushes

Wondering what all the fuss

Is about and what I'm looking at

But if looks could kill

My vacant gaze wouldn't even pierce the skin

I'm not lazy I mean it's

Just something I've no interested in mate

Least when I meet my mate

Then I'll embrace all my mistakes

As I descend into the bowels

Of hell for s**t eating food on my face

Dark days

It's a neverending cycle of abuse

Dark days

I have the blues and I can't shake them loose

Dark days

I have the blues and I can't shake them loose

Dark days

It's a neverending cycle of abuse

Respected you to how the media had depicted ya

Though getting to know ya better

We clicked and so we stuck together

Turning the corner of the

Burning senator with those copper's 'copters

Stopped us and shook us up and down

We know the graph too

We know the due process

They started discussin'

Whether to let us off for doing nothin' or

Maybe pop us for luck

Like we might be hiding something and

The radio buzzed in

They can't come here man we're full up

Thank f**k I bought you enough time not to get shot

Dark days

It's a neverending cycle of abuse

Dark days

I have the blues and I can't shake them loose

Dark days

I have the blues and I can't shake them loose

Dark days

It's a neverending cycle of abuse

Dark days

It's a neverending cycle of abuse

Dark days

I have the blues and I can't shake them loose

Dark days

I have the blues and I can't shake them loose

Dark days

It's a neverending cycle of abuse

My best ideas are borrowed

But they're not half-based

They're hard to swallow

I'm an acquired taste

And if you wanna climb the

Ladder of success on judgement day

Take my advice and reinvent the wheel completely

Believe me

Dark days

Dark days

Dark days

Dark days