Filmed and Edited by: Terrell McLeod Richardson
Produced by: Terrell McLeod Richardson & Ceilidh Webster
Drone Footage and Operation by: Zander Webster

Lyrics:

(Hook)
She came in next to me
Had a feeling we were dying felt it yesterday

Typing continues as i write the play

Can’t seem to place the crown upon my fantasy
The plants begin to shed
The cars now hiss a cry
Why is everything that’s beautiful look compromising
Walked it with my own from baby steps to grown
Now when we ‘re together that’s when i feel alone

(Verse 1)
From a birds eye view, i relax and start to think back,

On the brink of too grown where the shrinks at
You had a guy for me tried to give yourself

I never been too good at maintaining wealth
Just my mentality I’m really tryna learn

I get distracted when she say she not assured
About the way i handle things and the man that i am

I know stutter step but when i take stand

I will kill everything in my mother-fucking way,

I will cut everything anybody ever say
Ima write my life on some Bradbury shit
Ima my bring gran to a palace to rest

Ima hold it down Egan, ima hold it down for blue

Ima hold it down Gary ima hold it down you
Even when it’s scary trust i’ll always be around
Speaking with the monsters still got demons in my sound

(Hook)
She came in next to me
Had a feeling we were dying felt it yesterday

Typing continues as i write the play

Can’t seem to place the crown upon my fantasy
The plants begin to shed
The cars now hiss a cry
Why is everything that’s beautiful look compromising
Walked it with my own from baby steps to grown
Now when we ‘re together that’s when i feel alone

(Verse 2)

From a bird’s eye view taking back from a slip mat

Cool jazz to Cocteaus caused an impact
Healthy medicine for painfulness i feel
Not really caring how they claiming to appeal
Manipulation suffocated hear the squeal
My self reflection got me aiming past the deal
Is this my fantasy the past or the real?
This time difference weighing heavier than steel
I’ve been moving into Paris careful crafting in Suresnes
I’ve been reading Orwellian to amplify the pen

I been meeting cool cats so far away from home
The mystery of this is that i tend to feel alone
In this candle burn delight essence of the night

It shouldn’t be so tough but when i woke up
This warming touch on my heart i used to know
Wasn’t hot enough to make it start anymore