The Pleasure In Pleather

[Hook: Ghostpoet]
Elevate, a vision of you, a vision of me
Nobody cares who you've got to be
Elevate
Elevate, a vision of you, a vision of me
Nobody cares, these days, my dear, who you've got to be
Elevate, elevate

[Verse 1: Ghostpoet]
The hour is late, the spirits are high
I drink and mumble on, getting involved
By the skin of my teeth, la la la la la la la la
I want to be loved, feel part of the team
More drink, head spins, hand gripping the bar
I think I'm out of control la la la la la la la la

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ghostpoet]
We've all had enough, seems increasingly tough
No joking mate, I'm seemingly a pay cheque away from losing it all
Straight kicked out the flat la la la la la la la la
Left shaking my head, I'm leaving to bed
It's basically just a great big waste of time
And that clock just tick tick ticks on
Going out of my mind like la la la la la la la la

[Hook]