Bleak City
This city no longer feels like home
As I pass by all the places I used to know
All the places and open spaces where the sun once shone
So I close my eyes
So I close my eyes and walk down the empty road
This city no longer feels like home and I don't wanna spend another day alone
Trapped in a prison cell with my life time slipping out of my hands
Echoing memories of what it felt like and what it used to be
As I stare at the cracks in the walls I slowly realize
Slowly realize I don't belong
Is this a dream?
Everything I see just seems surreal
I need something I can feel
To prove to myself that I am not fast asleep
That I am not
I'm not fading away
Because I'm about to break
The sky is looming grey
Is there a cure for my plague?
Or will I watch myself decay?
I am about to break
My ship has gone astray
Is there a cure for my plague?
Will I ever
Ever find the way?
Is this a dream?
Everything I see just seems surreal
I need something I can feel
To prove to myself that I am not fast asleep
That I am not fading away
Because I'm about to break
The sky is looming grey
Is there a cure for my plague?
Or will I watch myself decay?
I am about to break
My ship has gone astray
Is there a cure for my plague?
Will I ever
Ever find the way?
As I pass by all the places I used to know
All the places and open spaces where the sun once shone
So I close my eyes
So I close my eyes and walk down the empty road
This city no longer feels like home and I don't wanna spend another day alone
Trapped in a prison cell with my life time slipping out of my hands
Echoing memories of what it felt like and what it used to be
As I stare at the cracks in the walls I slowly realize
Slowly realize I don't belong
Is this a dream?
Everything I see just seems surreal
I need something I can feel
To prove to myself that I am not fast asleep
That I am not
I'm not fading away
Because I'm about to break
The sky is looming grey
Is there a cure for my plague?
Or will I watch myself decay?
I am about to break
My ship has gone astray
Is there a cure for my plague?
Will I ever
Ever find the way?
Is this a dream?
Everything I see just seems surreal
I need something I can feel
To prove to myself that I am not fast asleep
That I am not fading away
Because I'm about to break
The sky is looming grey
Is there a cure for my plague?
Or will I watch myself decay?
I am about to break
My ship has gone astray
Is there a cure for my plague?
Will I ever
Ever find the way?
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Writer(s): Brando's Eyes
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