I’m going under and this time I fear there’s no one to save me.
This all or nothing really got a way of driving me crazy.
I need somebody to heal.
Somebody to know.
Somebody to have.
Somebody to hold.
It’s easy to say.
But it’s never the same.
I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain
Now the day bleeds.
Into nightfall.
And you’re not here.
To get me through it all.
I let my guard down.
And then you pulled the rug.
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved.
I’m going under and this time I fear there’s no one to turn to.
This all or nothing way of loving got me sleeping without you.
Now, I need somebody to know.
Somebody to heal.
Somebody to have.
Just to know how it feels.
It’s easy to say but it’s never the same.
I guess I kinda liked the way you helped me escape.
— Lewis Capaldi

It’s coming to pass
My countries coming apart
The whole thing’s becoming
Such a bumbling farce
Was that a pivotal historical moment
We just went stumbling past?
Here we are
Dancing in the rumbling dark
So come a little closer
Give me something to grasp
Give me your beautiful, crumbling heart
Another disaster
Catharsis
Another half-discarded mirage
Another mask slips
I face off with the physical
My head’s ringing from the love of the stars
There is too much pretence here
And too much depends on the fragile wages
And extortionate rents here
We’re working every dread day that is given us
Feeling like the person people meet
Really isn’t us
Like we’re going to buckle underneath the trouble
Like any minute now
The struggle’s going to finish us
And then we smile at all our friends
— Kate Tempest