Domtavlor - width of the well Lyrics

Orwellian orator,
Ah well, it's alright,
It's already a tall feat,
For port bellies and small brains, my,
Sore head is in all places,
Big weapons for small fights,
Which lessons were taught right,
For big spenders to hoard wages,
Extending the core plight of the
Man to my left and the lady to my right,
We talked for ages about how foresight,
Is as hazy as it is bright,
Core blimey,
We walked right into it,
Before the tears fall, every night intimate thoughts,
Every fight, my chest tight and my fist torn,
But they can't hack it trying to hack the code,
Poor form either or (ore) you can't practice gold,
A lack of knowledge leaves no leg to stand on,
An OLED screen on a samsung can't save us all from ransom,
Pay for all the mansions and let the rest freeze, nah,
Rest in peace part of the farce every time i read, hard,
Can't part from these arms and i don't want to,
I nestle my face in it,
Pacing it,
Core blimey,
Still buoyant in a monsoon,
Flicked the ball in for a one two,
It's a waste innit,

The battery on my macbook mean i don't really stop much,
City full of rat runs that dwellers have to hotfoot,
Pitying what happens cus living really potluck,
Got up and f*cked off, it seemed to strengthen my soul,
It's never been the width of the well, it's just the depth of the hole,
What took you so long to get the efficacy that let you get to your goals,
Pulling stunts off and nets on the boat,
Stress got me choked at the best of times,
Fleshed the rhyme out, it sounds like gold,
Round the 0s up, nothing new,
Free thought bound by rope,
The town i know, might drown might float, like,
By now i've grown numb to it,
I've known loops and the dizziness,
They see a hoop and want to jump through it,
I see a loose ball and put my foot through it.