I checked the time, it was almost time a curious smell,an intangible crime I'm washing my clothes,but the stain still grows cover your eyes,the stain still shows I feel the gaze against my skin I feel the gaze against my skin I know this feeling is a lie I know this feeling is a lie there's a guilt within my mind there's a guilt within my mind I don't need this pressure on oh I should question not ignore oh I should question not ignore songs are always buried deep songs are always buried deep there's a lion in my arms there is a motion in my arm oh I should question not ignore I should believe and not ignore I don't need this pressure on you go down,down pass the talk of town you go down greek street then it's underground well it's Soho life for this mobile knife it's the place to shoot Friday night Beat Route