[Verse]
The shop across the road, Here we could have a shot of a shop in london where the female character is standing
It fills my needs and keeps me company,
When I need it, The shop is like his comfort object, the shop would have to look approachable and welcoming
Voices beat through my walls, When editing, a shot of a wall could look as if it had a pulse, or as if something was passing through it.
I don't think I'm gonna make it, Body language could look quite negative, and discomforting, like head down in hands and slouching.
Past to-mor-roow.,
London calls me a stranger, He needs to look different from others around him as if he doesnt fit in.
A traveller Ohoohohh, He is never often settled in a home, so should look quite comfortable moving around in the town
This is now my home, He can now look comfortable, get a shot of somewhere which looks homely and welcoming
My home,
Oh Woah,
Burning on the back street,
Oh Woah,
Stuck here, sitting in the back seat,
Oh Woah,
And I'm blazing on the street,
What I do isn't upto you,
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two.,
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