Middle-aged, do the low rise on the waist
London half-life
Middle-aged, you´re the low riser
getting over myself today

And if you´re compromised, Drive your car through the rain
And if you´ve been beaten, Drive your car through the rain
Until you wash off the buzz
Don´t pull over ´till you´re sure one that wanted the floor
one that won´t know the street, one that wanted to land
on the heart with his feet up
oh watch out, you´re only better off with half your life
otherwise wasted
House of cards, you fall hard