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I feel like someoneâs following me as I walk down these dim streets and find that
Nothing even looks the same to me
I was up where the road meets the rut, where all of the cars get stuck and wondered
If Iâd get left behind there myself
All of these sounds berate me from all around and only serve to confound the way
I feel about myself and this spoiled world
Start to panic as everything turns to static, is the world so erratic that concrete
Dreams are the only ones that can last?
Because this city doesnât look like paradise
Yeah, the bright lights just seem hazy to these eyes
When the skyscrapers collapse, the avenues no longer flat
Maybe then weâll cast aside our shared disguise
Buildings of crystal donât hide a lack of a soul as they plot how to dispose of all of
Us one and all
Make this city bleed, itâs best for you and me
Expose the travesty of penthouse inequity
This kind of shit calls out for our own reply
- Album:
- Another Year