The Fear of London - Sonae, Kelli Ali

Don’t wanna answer the phone

Just wanna fade into black

Why don’t you leave me alone, honey

Start walking and never look back

On my bedside table there’s a

Picture of your face

Somehow you smile just always seems to

Look so out of place, baby

I got the fear of London

I got the fear of love

I got the fear sometimes it’s just not enough

Times are movin' so fast

Everyone’s a stranger to me

My heart is a shattering glass

Why can’t I ever get free?

On my bedside table there’s a

World of mistery

Booze and knives and guns and drugs

And horrors of all kinds are crawling, baby

I got the fear of London

I got the fear of love

I got the fear sometimes it’s just not enough

I got the fear of London

I got the fear of love

I got the fear sometimes I’m just not enough

I got the fear of London

I got the fear of love