Now I'm like "Mum, buy a hundred bags" No more broken promises, I swear Mummy ain't never seen a hundred bags I need you to know that your son's got your back No more broken promises And we all know growing up in London's mad So let 'em all know that my

Come past the lies We cannot be so blind Hear their cries The wait 'til daylight dies No more broken promises Slowly we watch the degradation of the civilization The rise and fall of all we are Stands here before us