Cities

Don't call for a cab
I've seen too much of the city
Bring me home, I don't wanna hear it
Groove these streets into my skin

Up and away, I'm soaring
Pass-out drunk, too little for me
High-speed death down my body
Quick and easy must be the way

Break my neck, they're coming
Ambulance never far away
Death's on sale, so I've been told
Shot myself now, I'm coming

Take me out of my city
Useless device of a body

Pick your weapon and hurt me
Can't you please do it for me?
For selfish fucks, no salvation
Confined in these walls for eternity

Take me out of my city
Useless device of a body
Take me out of my city
Useless device of a body



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Writer(s): Thomas Ward
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