The City
Downbeat, as I reach the track to nowhere
An empty platform, under a setting sun
Where are the voices, giving me direction
There's no whistles, telling me my time is up
A life left behind, my fever is Rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
Waiting, did I miss your last crescendo
So busy dreaming, of another place and time
Elegantly dancing, so frantic on the sidewalk
You were so inverted, you nearly made me change my mind
A life left behind, my fever is rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
Eventually the night will take over
Fear can never find us in the dark
Dance with me and prevent me to go lower
Don't forget who I am when the morning comes
A life left behind, my fever is rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
A life left behind, my fever is rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
An empty platform, under a setting sun
Where are the voices, giving me direction
There's no whistles, telling me my time is up
A life left behind, my fever is Rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
Waiting, did I miss your last crescendo
So busy dreaming, of another place and time
Elegantly dancing, so frantic on the sidewalk
You were so inverted, you nearly made me change my mind
A life left behind, my fever is rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
Eventually the night will take over
Fear can never find us in the dark
Dance with me and prevent me to go lower
Don't forget who I am when the morning comes
A life left behind, my fever is rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
A life left behind, my fever is rising
No point of running, when you don't know where to go
We're all deserted, we knew we had it coming
In this so called city, that no one needed
Credits
Writer(s): Jonas Peterson
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