City Moves

It's a gas when you realize
You're not on the come up
Like you thought
You're stuck in slow motion again
And the city moves
All around you
You try to make good with it
As the cold hits your face
At two am

And the city moves
The city moves
The city moves
And the city moves
The city moves
The city moves

It's a blue suede couch
It's stained, but no one seems to notice
As you sit there
And your eyes gloss over again
And the people move
All around you
They don't seem to notice
That your head is on fire
Your tears, they burn red

And the people move
The people move
The people move
And the people move
The people move
The people move

They're not trying to make good
Not stuck in the past
They dance round the floor, they smile they laugh
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love, love
They're not trying to make good
Not stuck in the past
They dance round the floor they smile they laugh
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love, love

They're not trying to make good
Not stuck in the past
They dance round the floor, they smile they laugh
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love, love
They're not trying to make good
Not stuck in the past
They dance round the floor they smile they laugh
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love
They kiss and they hug
They kiss and they love, love



Credits
Writer(s): Jodie Desrosiers
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