In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
[fiend]
He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for running
I wish he would have came with me to london
I never knocked his hustle, I was the one that gave him muscle
And showed him how to make a missile and snap a bone tissue
Red covered the floors, only by the doors
Incase the d.e.a. got a drug sweep tour
To feed the kanine, look, I keep one on your waistline
A few thoughts if they really wanna chase mine
Why they wanna replace mine, chance with the killer when I chase mine
I wear bullet proof transform, leave a number on who made mine
Smoking that gray pine, they save mine
I had to seek it, now I'm one of the ones that can speak it
[mo b. dick]
Yeah you didn't want to listen the first time nigga warned ya.
But now nigga bring that pain to your ass now.
Look where you at, look where you at now nigga.
What?
[kage]
Bitch, you bitch.
The game's survival, follow motto of fiend's eleven hollows
And if I woes my rivals, represent the cash to austin powers
Toss a towel, it's the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayed
Like your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger fuckin gun and ammos
Lay a centerfold who they feel like congo
Fuck a knife when we jump out the bronco
With the four fours, uptown desperado
Hit you with a roy jones combo, this ain't a boat load
To your afro, murder you, come to your funeral
Buck and peel low, it's a new time, here's the intro
Fuck with fiend, you die, lose your vitals
[o'dell]
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to london
He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for running
I wish he would have came with me to london
I never knocked his hustle, I was the one that gave him muscle
And showed him how to make a missile and snap a bone tissue
Red covered the floors, only by the doors
Incase the d.e.a. got a drug sweep tour
To feed the kanine, look, I keep one on your waistline
A few thoughts if they really wanna chase mine
Why they wanna replace mine, chance with the killer when I chase mine
I wear bullet proof transform, leave a number on who made mine
Smoking that gray pine, they save mine
I had to seek it, now I'm one of the ones that can speak it
[mo b. dick]
Yeah you didn't want to listen the first time nigga warned ya.
But now nigga bring that pain to your ass now.
Look where you at, look where you at now nigga.
What?
[kage]
Bitch, you bitch.
The game's survival, follow motto of fiend's eleven hollows
And if I woes my rivals, represent the cash to austin powers
Toss a towel, it's the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayed
Like your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger fuckin gun and ammos
Lay a centerfold who they feel like congo
Fuck a knife when we jump out the bronco
With the four fours, uptown desperado
Hit you with a roy jones combo, this ain't a boat load
To your afro, murder you, come to your funeral
Buck and peel low, it's a new time, here's the intro
Fuck with fiend, you die, lose your vitals
[o'dell]
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came with me to london
You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for running
I wish you would have came to london
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Trip to London Lyrics as written by Craig Lawson Odell Vickers
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, FIEND ENTERTAINMENT
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