London

Intro: (2x) verse 1 Now I sit on the back of this grey caravan Tomorrow he will probably be jumping Parisian metro barriers With a bottle in his hand Sparkling, Sparkling water mixed with peaches and rum Honestly i don't drink but if I did this will be my favourite punch He said, mm, mm Walk out the door with her he could see everyone Dressed in black a class that seem far too fetched Bridge She said look at you, look at you, the game is over Your cup is full, your cup is full, stop praying for more exposure It is obvious you are trying, but its dubious stop or you will die here You are pretending but no one is buying London London London is calling you What are you waiting for, what you searching for? London London London is all in you Why are you denying the truth I might I might I might be boring you, he said Although its not clear as the morning due Though my ways are not happening i won't underestimate Who I am capable of becoming verse 2 History will be made today is written boldly on his face So clear you can hardly miss it, you can hardly miss it For transcending the barries of yesterday was and is the dream On a road where Cleopatras comes and go like fishes caught in ponds Then thrown back for fun, mm Bridge She said look at you, look at you, the game is over Your cup is full, your cup is full, stop praying for more exposure It is obvious you are trying, but its dubious stop or you will die here You are pretending but no one is buying London London London is calling you What are you waiting for, what you searching for? London London London is all in you Why are you denying the truth I might I might I might be boring you, he said Although its not clear as the morning due Though my ways are not happening i won't underestimate Who I am capable of becoming