Famous in Gomorrah
Slow, I walk
The air is thick and full
Ants suspended in amber
A hazy flow to every word you say
I slide down in hopes of an answer
Everyone here is bracing for the storm
Everyone here is a dancer
A hazy show of half-hearted lies
Fools paradise
How you flatter
Save us, save us, save us, for dinner
So I caught
The meaning anyway
In between the bourbon and ginger
A crazy show of half-stolen hands
Known contraband
The words linger
'You're famous, famous, famous
In Gomorrah'
Writer/s: Westwork
