Lauren

Living here's no paradise, it never makes the news, people here aren’t nice, could as well be jail, bricks and sea like glue, love’s a broken gate, all I want's a better life, accept what we can do, need a little respite, my songs are well regaled, the arias too, a pity that I crave, this cesspit full of lies, disco pieces made of you, don't ask me why, what has been created, boils away like stew, I’m not an easy gaze, home’s for me no searchlight, where it beams on truth, naked street nights, don’t shed pretty hues.