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are strong when we forget who's to blame

Letting go seems easier to do
Than stay and work it out with you
Scrutinising the bad and the good
Till we

use to run round as a child 
Now you standing there on trial 
Scrutinising on your file 
Now I won't see you for a while 
Through the pain you always

lack of taste
Has become a bore
And I'm not apologising
For all of my scrutinising
All I ever wanted
Was the recognition
For all of my efforts

Resonating in whichever way
Lessons
I learnt everyday
From pain and happiness
It's all the same 
'Cause moments in life
Are never in vain
Start scrutinising

you could break a soul
Did you know that you broke mine
Sins undone, my thoughts begin to drift towards the gun
Sins undone, they're scrutinising me I'm

up like I'm your morning dose of caffeine
And keep your scrutinising eyes off my anatomy
If you can't handle your highness
Can't me mad at me
Cuz when

scrutinising pressure to divide me from what's real
And I'm idolising wealth
I should be striving for my health
To get much better
I'm reflecting on myself

waking up to all the ways you try to get inside my head
Been going over conversations scrutinising everything you said
You tell me that you love me

rich and I'm climbing
Till the day I freak and get suicidal
From people scrutinising
Till the day I'm tired of losing my shit
Until then fuck
Gold chains

Overthinking, before and after everything
What else can I do
Scrutinising, all the things I'm holding on to
I just want to let go

And I'm locked in

scrutinising whoever they meet
But lovers are walking hand in hand
Dreaming together and making future plans
It's a hot night in London city (fade)

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They're my main main theme

You've washed your hands of collections
The search for the final piece
Scrutinising the details
The family

the once friendly crowd turn deadly
No concern for justice or for human life
Instigators inciting hatred to fuel the fire
Herd mentality, no one scrutinising

to be something . . .
Smiled at the man scrutinising my face
As I stepped down off the gangway

Came down to their city
Where I worked for many’s the year

of human
Rights nor pay the cost of anger
So we stifle scrutinising eyes
Astray with propaganda
The only way that we can pull
Through is under cruel rule
If

got a clock ticking and I don't know why
For every minute wasted on identifying
Analysing, scrutinising, every reason why they will hate me
And when I'm