Track 9 - Skepta, Jewels

You’ve spent your whole life looking for love

You couldn’t find anything

You’ve been searching for trust

Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay

You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day

Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything

Yeah, yeah

The phone in the surgery just keeps on ringing

She just wants to feel like she’s alive, so the doctors are making a killing

Fighting and losing the battle against Photoshop while the papers are winning

Still no sign of the finishing line but way too far from the beginning

Her body wasn’t growing as fast as all the other girls in the school

She eventually started to catch feelings when everybody was hurling abuse

Swerving the truth, Mum’s telling her she’s killing her body but still

She’s felt like the abuse has left more scars the any type of surgery will

Now she’s all grown up, if only Dad would of shown more love

Then she wouldn’t be seeking attention from all these other guys in the club

A good girl in a wrong dress, confidence got taken away

Now all she’s left with is a complex, another victim of a next sexual conquest

You’ve spent your whole life looking for love

You couldn’t find anything

You’ve been searching for trust

Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay

You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day

Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything

Yeah

As a wise lady once said, love the skin you’re in

Because beauty has no rules

If they’re trying to sell an impossible dream to a fool

Then, you ain’t the fool to buy one

These pictures and publications have got people packing their bags for a

journey that has no destination

But who am I kidding?

Every day I’m with different women

Pocket full of twenty pound notes, she likes receiving and I like giving

So I just sit in my chair, vision impaired, she’s kissing my ear

And I’ll probably say some hypocritical shit like «why's a pretty lady like you

gotta work in here?»

You’ve spent your whole life looking for love

You couldn’t find anything

You’ve been searching for trust

Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay

You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day

Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything

You’ve spent your whole life looking for love

You couldn’t find anything

You’ve been searching for trust

Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay

You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day

Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything