New York

Over the hills and far away
Is where I'd rather spend my days
Concrete jungle touch the sky
And lose me inside of your veins

So sick and tired of the same old
I lost all hope and then low and behold
The neon angels they flood the skyline
Let's runaway to New York

In this pit we'll waste away
It'll probably swallow us someday
Social hearsay we've been sold
We breathe the lies of toxic mold
Same mind in a different form
Refuse my rights because I'm wrong

So sick and tired of the same old
I lost all hope and then low and behold
The neon angels they flood the skyline
And maybe someday we'll all be just fine
So sick and tired of the same old
I lost all hope and then low and behold
The neon angels they flood the skyline
Let's runaway to New York



Credits
Writer(s): Brooklyn Eddy
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