The City

That chicken soup for the soul
It was rotten and cold
It was molded I sold it
To the highest bidder I told him
It's bad for your health
He said man I just need a fix
Something quick to get me over that fence
Face first into the ditch
That invisible wall's not attached to the ceiling
I got a bad feeling
That's why I'm going solo
'Till I die or I can't speak no mo'
Anymore, nevermore
The raven he cries
Spits fire, spits lies
He's a messenger among men
Tied to the machine that cuts out their eyes
Something just don't feel right
It's time for a change
Maybe a new name
Evil Black is too tame
But for the sake of comfort we'll maintain
A status quo for the unchained
The unhinged are lucky
The safest place to hide is insanity
I could do without the profanity
Must it always rhyme
For the sake of discourse
I say no

This goddamn city won't die
It keeps coming after me
Seen it take so many lives
But there's nowhere I'd rather be
I'm a fool, a pretender
But she is agony
And she'll be there when you need her
To bury you deep

It goes sleep for the wicked
Only whiskey for the brave
Puts a fire in your belly
And a body in your grave
Felt a song down in my heart
Put a bullet in my brain
Think I lost it
In a dream
But I feel it all the same



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Jerome Stewart, Black Chris
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