Basement Letters - Cut Throat Lane Lyrics

Something changed
Since I slept on Cut Throat Lane
Lost my smile lost my name
I lost myself
On Cut throat Lane

Money talks
As I just sit here in silence
Het up and violent
Those people aren't your friends
That city's not your ends

On the box pissed
Blame it on the train you just missed
The Job seeking pleasure seeker yeah he gets the gist
Your prospects get bleaker
Sip from the beaker of meek
And get meeker

Teacher I need to speak to you please
I'm not being taught the lessons I need
I can write I can read
I can run at great speed
It's not enough to succeed

Oh here we go
Blame the Education System? No
No that's not what I'm saying
That's not what I mean

Something changed
Since I slept on Cut Throat Lane
Lost my smile lost my name
I lost myself
On Cut throat Lane

When one pint turns into 3; misery
You can't see who's behind you
In the country of the blind
But in the corner of your mind
Who knows what you'll find
Who where what if? Another could have been
Perhaps another should have been
Whisky in the jar
Propping up a brand new bar

Everyone else seems to get it to them it all makes sense
At least that's how it looks from this side of the fence

Something changed
Since I slept on Cut Throat Lane
Lost my smile lost my name
I lost myself
On Cut throat Lane