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  • Bassline on Wigan Pier

    Bassline on Wigan Pier

    Piaras

    I gambled losing one of my cigarettes

    By offering you one — and you took it clean.

    Spanish whisky burning in my chest,

    Not the best, but it kept me keen.

    Just needed some more cigarettes,

    And the drums were getting louder.

    Back of the taxi,

    door slammed tight,

    Hourglass ticking down to one last breath.

    Driver turning

    like he always did,

    Same old words, same old mess.

    And I’d had

    enough of taking this,

    Yeah, I’d had enough of taking this.

    Sometimes you don’t want to wake up,

    Sometimes you’d rather stay and fight.

    He always slipped away untouched,

    Always vanished with the night.

    Sometimes you don't want to wake up.

    I wanted to stay and fight this fucker,

    I had to put a stop to it and I was getting

    closer all the time

    but he always

    got away free, to return when he pleased.

    Oh, the drums keep getting louder,

    Beating like they

    know my name. Pull me up,

    pull

    me out of

    the

    shadows, Set my tired heart aflame.

    Yeah, the drums keep getting louder,

    Shaking all the fear away.

    I’ve been running from the morning,

    But the dawn won’t let me stray.

    I’d take

    my chances with the night terrors Rather

    than face the pit my life became.

    I was getting closer every time,

    Closer to ending his twisted game.

    But once

    the real world breaks the dream,

    It’s gone — Until it comes again.

    Hangover heartbeat in my skull,

    Duvet fortress pulled in tight.

    Balcony doors left open wide,

    Letting in the morning light.

    It wasn’t going anywhere,

    Not unless I

    stood up, Not unless I faced it.

    The drums were the dream breaker,

    Dragging me back to the day.

    I wanted to stay in the nightmare,

    Where at least I knew the way.

    But the room was filling with sunlight,

    And the noise wasn’t fading soon.

    So I lay there,

    willing myself to sleep,

    Trying to fall back into the gloom.

    Oh, the drums keep getting louder,

    Beating like they know my name.

    Pull me up, pull me out of the shadows,

    Set my tired heart aflame.

    Yeah, the drums keep getting louder,

    Shaking all the fear away.

    I’ve been running from the morning,

    But the dawn won’t win today.

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