Inside this city's limits You'll have dreams but you'll never live them So light a match and watch it burn You'll have a life but it will be worth nothing
It's all been said before by better men than I and it's all been done before. Don't know why I bother trying. I'm on the verge of a NERVOUS BREAKDOWN
We said we'd stay young together To hell with everything We did things we swore we'd never And now I can't believe I never thought it'd be you I never
No love, no hope Where is your flawless image now? The rot on the inside is starting to show You're running in circles And you don't know why You're
left, but...Another nail to seal our coffin. That one we headed for from the start. A eulogy is all I offer. This is our funeral of long dead hearts.
The skyline is burning Our caskets, the buildings Now here we are with nothing left No hopes, no goals Let's light this match just one more time Let'
These are our lives But we act like the walking dead With hollow eyes we watch our time Slip through our hands And nothing's ever said No matter what
We try to hold on As we watch our dreams die one by one We try to hold on to this I know The broken lives of the broken down Are everywhere in this
IT'S JUST GREY. This city's grey. IT'S JUST GREY. Sometimes this city looks alright. When the morning sunlight hits just right on slanted roof tops,
It seems downtown is dead tonight. Empty storefronts, broken window panes. I like to think of these city nights as a tragic comedy KILLING ME. Theres
I remember dreams my father had And how I saw them slip through his hands I never thought of him as a broken man But there is sorrow behind his laugh
gone dry. With no last kiss goodbye. We bet our hearts and we played the game. But it ended-JUST THE SAME. We played the game and we bet our hearts just
: i'm stepping away, so just keep batting your eyes. for all those days and nights, i was dead and i thought this would feeling would never end... goodbye
they belong. Near a soldier, an ex-Marine with a tattooed dagger and eagle trembling, he bites his lip beside a widow breaking down. She takes her Purple Heart
City, My City, My City Let me tell you bout my city Lord homie, As if you ain?t read?, Where the practice black magic And speak to the dead (speak to the dead
out mansion in Paradise In the skyyy [Verse 2] Will I survive all the fights in the darkness? Trouble sparks They tell me home is where the heart
was shot several times in the chest... [Other reporters talking, then they fade slowly] [Chorus] You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead Why
I resort to violent robbings, my life is hard Can't sleep, cause all the dirt make my heart hurt Put in work, and shed tears for my dead peers Mislead