Key To The City

I know that you're somewhere out there, out there
Which makes it even harder to pretend that
You're not in this city
You are the key to my city, to my city

You said I always look like a deer in the headlights
I still look lost
In this city, in this city
You are the key to my city, to my city

I know that you're somewhere out there, out there
Getting f- in someone else's bed
You said I always looked like a deer in the headlights
I still look lost
In this city, in this city

You arе the key to my city, to my city
To my city (ten, ninе, eight, seven, six)
You are the key to my city, to my city, to my city (ten, ninе, eight, seven, six)

If it's gotta be, I don't care
Go and make a lot of rich friends out there
Bet a lot of those friends turn bad out there, out there, out there
So it's not me, I don't care
Go and have another hot girl affair
But a lotta good b- turn bad out there, out there, out there

I know what you're doing it for (if it's gonna be)
For the money, for the money
And the travel

I know that you're somewhere out there, out there
Getting f- in someone else's bed
I know that you're sitting in the cinema
With someone else's arm 'round your neck (your neck)
I know that you're out there, out there, out there
Still I pretend that

You are the key to my city, to my city, to my city
You are the key to my city, to my city, to my city
This city in the city (six, five)
This city in the city, in the city, in the (four, three, two)
This city in the city (six, five)
This city in the city, in the city, in the city (four, three, two)

Everyone's playing their own games
Sideways
People don't feel the same
Always

If it's gonna be, I don't care (playin' their own games)
Go and make a lot of rich friends out there (everyone's playin' their own games)
Bet a lot of those friends turn bad out there, out there (everyone's feeling the same)
Out there (everyone's feeling the same)
So it's not me, I don't care (everyone's playin' their own games)
Go and have another hot girl affair (everyone's playin' their own games)
But a lotta good b- going mad out there, out there, out there (feel the same, feel the same)



Credits
Writer(s): Louis Giles O'bryen, Asha Lorenz, Campbell Alexander Baum
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