Lock the doors
This city hides a secret at it's breast
Shut the windows
I feel it's icy fingers on my neck
Lock the doors
We built our perfect dream on shifting sand
Shut the windows
Scattered in one motion of Gods hand
We leave tonight
Take only that which you can't live without
We leave tonight
Hot wheels on the cold ground
We disappear, we burn down
A black wind carries us out
We disappear, we fade out
With one glance in the rear view mirror
Suburba
It stalks your streets a lion in the reeds
Suburba
Wakes you in a panic from you sleep
Suburba
Your vanity and strength are washed away
Suburba
Like the concrete moon is washed out by the day
You disappear, you burn down
A black wind carries you out
You disappear, you fade out
You're just mist and the sun is rising now
No more guarantees
Won't save our dreams
And what we lost
We must not like, no, no

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