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Tornados Feat. Hak Baker
04:08
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Subculture:
It goes round my head
Rainbows and dogs
Let’s lean to the sea
Dry ourselves off
I’ll swim with you
For a mile or two
We go there in our heads
Laying together in bed
Hak Baker:
If I had to swim for survival
And I was absent upon your arrival
Would you care?
if I were dead?
Now I cannot swim by a margin,
Not for the use of me darlin,
I’ll wave goodbye Hackney end off my Carling,
Oh you’re leaving it’s nothinig alarming
(see you another lifetime girl, nice knowing ya)
Subculture:
It goes round my head
Rainbows and dogs
Let’s lean to the sea
Dry ourselves off
I’ll swim with you
For a mile or two
We go there in our heads
Laying together in bed
Hak Baker:
The waves when they came were exciting
Aqua blue fresh just like the teeth whitening
Held my breath trying to float with the air in my chest
But instead I was struck down by lightning.
For a second I saw light and were brightening
Followed by death so intense and inviting.
As i sunk to the ocean floor depth at her crest
My baby (right there). Oh the irony (where is she?)
Who’s that there? In the dark, mirroring despair?
Crystal balls in the mother of Pearl lair
All the answers as I stare.
Oh my baby why’d you go there?
In my bed where I caught zen.
With my friend and my little damsel as I dishevel down to hell…
Subculture:
The rain came down so hard to our knees
A blister in my soul, find it hard sometimes to see
When we wake up in the snow
With the wolves, oh how they glow
We’ll all sing out
Oh baby go away, run far bow down and pray
Oh baby go away, run far bow down and pray …
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(Subculture)
These fires in my head,
My pain and dread.
She said I’m on my way,
She was my saving grace.
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
(Edwin Arzu)
I wonder what her eyes look like,
Like an angel when she sleeps.
Took her dad car for a spin, hasn’t been back for like ten.
I wonder what her eyes look like.
If I know, we can’t let go of our times,
Cherished moments, grew apart, we crossed the line,
When i’m lost, which way to go
You kept me warm and hit my line when you at home.
I need a hold of what’s real,
Can’t explain but I’ve been deep in my feels.
Been keeping still but the room keeps spinning,
You’re the truth that I needed for a minute.
(Subculture)
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
Summer’s now gone, summer’s now gone.
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Subculture London, UK
Gorillaz approved genre-bending artist/producer Subculture is one of London’s most exciting additions to the post-streaming generation of artists committed to the bridging of gaps between futuristic and old. Taking references from Indie, Psych Rock, Post Punk and Jazz and coupling them with 21st Century Hip Hop and Electronic music. ... more
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