[Verse 1]

When I was three, my sister’s primary school

Said I should be outside the mainstream

Eighteen years, three years of therapy

Two albums and one degree later

My skin a paler shade like Procol Harum

As I vocalise over a folk guitarist

But these are urban hymns

Like when The Verve was big, that’s right

It’s a bittersweet symphony, that’s life

But you think I only reflect the bitter

In the lyricism that I pen

But I’ll say that again, there’s sweetness too

I’m beating you

Whilst I play a different game

[Verse 2]

It killed Divide did

2020, I didn’t fall off, Still Divided

A lethal sequel like SARS-CoV-2

Love my lines, you’re a coke fiend

I’m Nick Drake shitfaced on antidepressants

I’m Van Gogh holding a Lefaucheaux

The fatal end of Callum Wilson

My albums will have reappraisals

Unrecognised in my life time, I’ll garner

Number one records I’ll be a big star but

I’m not gonna top myself

Cause I’ve yet to top myself

I’ll move passed you as I move fast to new pastures

You’re pieces of shit in the number two class, yes

I’ll be beating you, defeating you

Whilst I play a different game