Children of the City

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Sleep for a total of 800 hours per day
 And then drink a liter of milk
 Warm-up before you go play
 Only eat, or write
 Or pull the trigger with your right hand
 Only thing that's left
 Is to work on following commands
 By the time you realize
 You'll be restrained to a desk
 And with your dreams on the floor, you comply
 Eyes chained to the test
 In 30 minutes, find a groom or bride
 Bonus if brunette
 In 90 hours, spill their insides
 Paint your room picturesque
 Now it's time for another vendetta
 Going through the shelves
 Picking out my pre-written persona (ha-ah-ah)
 Children of the city sees only the neon stars
 Reflected upon the murky gutter sky
 Don't ask me why
 I desperately wish to be included in the city's night
 
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 In four hundred thousand meters, turn right
 Pick up a knife and stab a familiar warm body
 Learned to fight before I knew love or bitterness of coffee
 Snippy scissors cut down the strings
 I set myself free
 Only to figure out everything I chose was by proxy
 As we suckled upon the nine millimeter pacifier
 Swallowing the fact that other than to expand
 We had no purpose
 As my ever-burning will to stay afloat backfires
 I now know I must be comfortable being
 Who I considered worthless
 Follow the city's ribbon
 To a heart nobody seems to listen
 It takes my heart being broken and broken again (broken and broken again)
 To know that I am the reason why (the reason why)
 The sufferings never end
 Now it's time for another vendetta (hmm-mmm-mmm)
 Going through the shelves
 Picking out my pre-written persona (ha-ah-ah)
 Children of the city sees
 Only the neon stars
 Reflected upon the murky gutter sky
 Don't ask me why
 I desperately wish to be noticed by the city's night
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Song Details

Duration
03:54
Key
8
Tempo
119 BPM

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