| Chose The City |
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| You know what you want cause you want what you know |
| And I am deadly afraid of dying in the slow |
| We drained that ditch on the beach by the ocean |
| And new life for good old death of devotion |
| I chose this city and you know it chose me |
| Now we’re both at a stand-still and I’m the one who must leave |
| You’ll see a plenty of rings waved around |
| And if you know about love, you’ll know where it’s bound |
| And I chose this pity and you know it caught me |
| Now to run with the movers — nowhere near free |
