First draft – Verse 1 and Chorus

30/03  –>> I really really need to learn to ‘rap’ – lots of my lyrics are very much rap and I hear it in my head, but just have to give it a go 🙂

Feel like i’m going to go mad sometimes – trapped here with the phones.

Verse 1

Guess who escaped while boxed in with seether

Zapped by a negative low-battery griever

Fetty-wrapped positive, red light cleaver

P-plater on the throne stale-mated in the corner

Queen bee striped bright snow white to midnight

Trapped down a hole, a hole-in-one believer

Hen in a pen chawking at that blackboard

Clawing down another brick-in-the-wall

Step-it-up three times with limousine n lithium

Boom towned away by the B-52s

Eight days a week still ain’t enough

Suck-it-up girlfriend now it’s four-to-the-floor

Verse 2

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X-rated to the bone jail-weighted in his armour

King gee stereotyped overnight to first light

Strapped by a rock, a rock n roll conceiver

Men in a den gawping at their scorecards

Watchin the girls throwin them curve-balls

Flumes drown

Dumped by the waves

Rip-it-up surfer boy now it’s jaw-to-the-floor

 

Give it up boyfriend

 

Kissin castles in the sky,

Buckle up ? now roar

X-rater bone mail

Killin bills pelican

half past home o’clock

make it to the other side

Chorus

Incoming what’s up

Girl you’re Breakin Up

Never clear, barely hear

Always Breakin Up

Yeah trust is like that

When you’re always Breakin Up

It’s like man down line down

Always Breakin Up

It’s like hands up give it up

Girl you’re Breakin Up