Scrounge - Leaking Drains
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Leaking drains, Dickens sewers
Holidays in other people's lifetimes
Ripped apart, kerbside
But gutter poetry is not for me

I don't wanna, but you don't wanna
I don't wanna, but you don't wanna

Dark tourist, skinny wrist
Sifting through the shit for a hot tip
Underwater, fill my lungs
So I can lift my head from the seabed

I don't wanna, but you don't wanna
I don't wanna, but you don't wanna

How can you tell me?
I know you can but I can't
I know you can on deaf ears

I don't wanna, but you don't wanna
I don't wanna, but you don't wanna

Dark tourist, skinny wrist
Sifting through the shit for a hot tip
Underwater, fill my lungs
So I can lift my head from the seabed