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Tinder to Cinder

Cinder, cinder! Swipe right on your tinder,
Another conversation disaster, no wonder you binned her,
Trust you to be the fire kindler.
Could you hold that torch as you burn through winter?
Or would it be preferable to find someone fitter?

Cinder, Cinder! Swipe left on your Tinder,
She looks like shit but you still want to be in her.
She talks pretty well, thank god for that filter,
Well, go ahead and engage your shag-o-meter,
Head out on a date and tell everyone on twitter.

Cinder, Cinder! Well done, this one could be a repeater,
The date went terribly, the food was good and the hand job was a beater.
She’s looking for a completer, you’re in her race and not the only sprinter.
She’ll crush you, a man defeater, she just wants free drinks and a free dinner.
Oh! Cinder, Cinder! A regular DM receiver, you hold no court, don’t let it deceive ya.


Hey, Savage Man

What are you doing, savage man?
When will you get out of bed and stand up?
Savage man, when will you get up?
Savage man?

You don’t have to if you don’t want to.
Currency is currently coming and going.
Currency is coming and going.
Is this why you wake up Savage man?

Hey, Savage man?
Can we ask you something?
Why not pack it all in?
You don’t have to wake up.

Savage man, will you get up?
We’re concerned about your performance.
Savage man, get up.
Currency must come and go.

Anyone Else

If she has smiled at you,
she’s smiled at a lot,
of you’s.
Her day full of seeing
and yourselves.

You’re special,
yes yes, special.
just like everyone else.

You’ll love her,
like you could
anyone else.
And the mutual bond
will set itself in stone
until the cracks do crack
and they crack,
just as they would
with anyone else.


drunk when i get on the bus and the driver is looking at me weird.

‘good morning, you alright?’

he smiles then, lucky me

upstairs, floor smells like dank

always a consistent feeling up here

everything tired, sleepless eyes

like my own, staring at myself in the reflection in the mirror

maybe today is gonna be my day

no need to sleep

bus driver still driving

led screen tells me i’m close

sterling corner, sterling evening

still stinks of dank up here

i’m a wreck a bastard scum

still stand up and shout out a request

‘yo, any of you lads got some dank?’

blank faces

disturbed the


one more attempt

‘so no one got any dank?’

blank faces, i think i’m drunk

must be, floor looks like a swimming pool

can’t stand straight so i

hold onto the bar

supporting myself as a bird sings

soft melody in c major

added 7th

top of the charts in mind

off the bus into the cold

breathe like i’m steady

wave to the bus driver and thank the lord

he waves back

down my road, i’m almost home

back inside my comfort zone

one more piss before i enter

using up the time i have alone

breakfast time calling

something along the lines of bacon and eggs

go for a shit in the toilet

forget to wipe

upstairs friend sleeping downstairs

wide open mouth, a useless cavity

talk is cheap that’s why i’m writing