Missing Man

Hold my hand, my love
Take the wheel 'cause I'm falling back
Ring the telephone (You did good, $lick)
Say the words 'cause I'm falling back (It's a Smash)
Last call, this one for the dead man walking
Pictures of what used to be up in his hands often
Left without his gun, so I doubt if he'll be coming back (Back to you)
Last I heard, he was somewhere riding through the town (Okay)
Talking to himself, on how he wish that he could slow it down (Skrrt)
So here's another round for the man who ain't coming back
(Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Don't waste away your days
A missing man can't be saved (Okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah)
Word is that he afraid of love (Afraid of)
Word is that he feels nothing
An outlaw in a freefall (Woo)
Wishing they call the search off (Woo)
There's the seat where he used to be (Waa)
Always hard to reach, always by himself
Dangerously antisocial with lies to sell (Himself)
In his mind, oh, no, no no, no, he can't find help (Back to you)
It's a certain type of hell with what's expected of him
And no one ever cares until he's missing again (Back to you)
The pain behind his eyes, is just a window for inside (The pain)
You worried that he's dead but I know he already died
Hold my hand, my love
Take the wheel 'cause I'm falling back
Dead man walking but the pills keep him talking
Ring the telephone (Yeah)
Say the words 'cause I'm falling back
Last call, this one for the dead man walking
Pictures of what used to be up in his hands often
Left without his gun, so I doubt if he'll be coming back (Back to you)
Last I heard, he was somewhere riding through the town (Okay)
Talking to himself, on how he wish that he could slow it down (Skrrt)
So here's another round for the man who ain't coming back
(Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Don't waste away your days
A missing man can't be saved (Okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah)
You, you, you, back to you
You, you, you back to you
I've seen the lights in every city glow
But now I'm torn without, your soul

UK male, UK Grime, Rap, London streets, Storytelling, Brixton, Upbeat vocals