[Lyric] Roachless Sleepingbags (The Din (UK))

Did you know, weeds are growing out of Big Ben
But he don't care, he likes them there
He know's what people say and it ain't fair
Did you know there's a storm that blows
Right through black and white it knows no bounds
But we expel all that hate
There ain't nothing for that storm to suffocate
Please would you skin me up
A roachless sleepingbag
Oh like you used to do before
And yeah we can love it up
With soap pills and Indian scales
Remember helicopters
There werе times when I knew you wеll
And oh well these are times that never leave
Dark chapters always shall proceed
But I recall some times that let me breathe
We're climing up the walls