Miss Liberty
I am back in the lion's den
Still thinking of Miss Liberty
Decades of history
History of decay
And as I run my hands through my dusty hair
I can almost taste the dusty air
We take a deep breath
Never stop to stare
'Cos I'm heading down to the free place
With it's own rules
But she said that one street's overrun by smoking fools
Sunsets
Tired Eyes
Living fast in paradise
City lights
Silver lines
My home
My home
My home
My home
My home
I am back in the lion's den
Still thinking of Miss Liberty
Lost but I am free
Turns me from within
As the heavy haze turns to cool breeze
Tastes like fumes and victory
High rise summer heat
We feel the beat
'Cos I'm heading down to the free place
With it's own rules
But she said that one street's overrun by smoking fools
Sunsets
Tired Eyes
Living fast in paradise
City lights
Silver lines
My home
My home
My home
My home
My home
The air feels like a thousand knives against my skin
Living up and letting go
The city lights go down on me
But this place is not my home
My home
My home
My home
My home
Sunsets
Tired Eyes
Living fast in paradise
City lights
Silver lines
My home
Still thinking of Miss Liberty
Decades of history
History of decay
And as I run my hands through my dusty hair
I can almost taste the dusty air
We take a deep breath
Never stop to stare
'Cos I'm heading down to the free place
With it's own rules
But she said that one street's overrun by smoking fools
Sunsets
Tired Eyes
Living fast in paradise
City lights
Silver lines
My home
My home
My home
My home
My home
I am back in the lion's den
Still thinking of Miss Liberty
Lost but I am free
Turns me from within
As the heavy haze turns to cool breeze
Tastes like fumes and victory
High rise summer heat
We feel the beat
'Cos I'm heading down to the free place
With it's own rules
But she said that one street's overrun by smoking fools
Sunsets
Tired Eyes
Living fast in paradise
City lights
Silver lines
My home
My home
My home
My home
My home
The air feels like a thousand knives against my skin
Living up and letting go
The city lights go down on me
But this place is not my home
My home
My home
My home
My home
Sunsets
Tired Eyes
Living fast in paradise
City lights
Silver lines
My home
Credits
Writer(s): Grace Kelly, Sally-anne Hickman, Maya Lakhani, Jeanette Hutges
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