Dan le Sac Vs. Scroobius Pip—Look for the Woman
Love, its a weird thing ain’t it?
there’s no way to explain it
but I swear as well as pain
there should be joy but we sustain
the same level of mundane
and its numbing me through
I often wonder if I’d miss you
and have the urge to kiss you
if an issue was to hit through
to this heart that now feels disused
and said issue was too big to just ignore
and I walked out on you
the chances are I’d fall apart
and suffer seizures of the heart
as my chest begins to smart
the very second have to part
I want to go back to the start
but then again maybe I’d just feel new
maybe I’d get my life on track
and start to focus my attack
on all the things my life just lacks
and start to claw my passion back
instead of living like a hack
half committed half relaxed
I’d have nothing to lose…
