Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tears For Gotham, artist - Chance Waters
Date of issue: 01.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tears For Gotham |
Ain’t it funny how the city never sleeps? |
From up here I can see the whole piece. |
Heard that they look ants but I think they look like sheep or something that |
you can scrape from the bottom of your feet. |
Traffic lanes like the veins of a body, commerce is the cancer like a Trojanist |
offering, they watch what cells to white cells remain eroding that growth is |
going burst inside the coffin, tell them that I watch the city burn like Nero |
in an oprah. |
Watch them stoke the fire with their stocks and auctions, truths and illusions, |
stops on an option I will not cry for Gothamcos I could never shed a single |
tear from an eye for a city so obsessed with I that they all went blind. |
Couldn’t see the forest through the trees that they chopped down until their |
children couldn’t even breathe. |
I’ve been told, the city never sleeps. |
They say they need a hero, don’t they? |
Where I hope, that they don’t turn to me. |
Cos I don’t wanna be the one here waiting. |
I’ve been told, the city never sleeps. |
They say they need a hero, don’t they? |
Where I hope, that they don’t turn to me. |
Cos I don’t wanna be the one here waiting. |
They built the city on a vicious cycle, let their children smoke for their own |
survival. |
The citizens choke while the figures look ppositive, they’ll only stop if it |
costs more for when they light one. |
Same goes for the pokies and the junkies, they’ll deal with their problems when |
they feel it in their money’s. |
So when they come running and they look to me for help, shine a beacon in the |
sky. |
You can tell them that I turn a blind eye to the city as its savior as they |
turn a blind eye to criminal behavior. |
The safest place left will be the place where they locked up the people who |
couldn’t afford their way to justice. |
As the flames rise, let them run to the sea and flee to the boats as ironic |
refugees. |
May the last thing they see be the earth reclaim its lease from the land they |
seized still welcomes here in peace. |
I’ve been told, the city never sleeps. |
They say they need a hero, don’t they? |
Where I hope, that they don’t turn to me. |
Cos don’t wanna be the one here waiting. |
I’ve been told, the city never sleeps. |
They say they need a hero, don’t they? |
Where I hope, that they don’t turn to me. |
Cos I don’t wanna be the one here waiting. |