| Since you got me here I see you’re trying to steal my soul
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| Your army’s trying so very hard to find for me a goal
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| But where’s your quiet pastures where there’s time for me to be
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| Nothing else but what I am that’s what you seem scared to see
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| You cover up your emptiness with brick and noise and rush
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| Oh I can see and touch you but you don’t owe reality much
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| Have mercy I cry city you’re all upon my mind
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| Sometimes I think you keep forgetting that you don’t know me
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| Mercy I cry city you’re all upon my mind
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| Send another carriage chugging down your chokey tube
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| I hope it makes you happy 'cause it don’t do my health much good
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| You slowly killing fumes now squeeze the lemon in my head
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| Make me know just what it’s like for a sin drenched christian to be dead
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| Ah show me your glitter and your flashing neon light
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| You see I think that only the sun knows how to be quietly bright
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| Have mercy I cry city you’re all upon my mind
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| Sometimes I think you keep forgetting that you don’t know me
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| Mercy I cry city you’re all upon my mind
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| Hey, city, what you been doing?
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| All these years what you been doing?
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| Who would believe that what you been doing
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| Would make such a ruin of you?
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| Hey, city, what you been doing?
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| All these years what you been doing?
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| Who would believe that what you been doing
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| Would make such a ruin of you?
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| Tell me city |