Emerald City.

(-the stop sign, there it is, the green lights)
(this is Emerald City)
Open my eyes, open my eyes
Open my eyes again
Roll through the stones and hidden hills
Come out and find a friend
Open my eyes again, open my eyes again
This dirty laundry break machines, speak out and find your end
Pull back the curtain, I'll just find another broken man
Am I for certain, there is freedom in a stolen land
Keep that on hush (hush!)
You don't wanna get the hand
City for sinners, take a hit or you can hit the fan

Yuh, the farther I go
The deeper it gets
The parts that I know (get the fuck out of here)
Only deepen my stress (deepen my stress)
Yea, the parts that I miss (that I miss!)
Yea the ones that I guess (fuck)
Yea they deepen the hole (fuck out of here)
Imma fall to my death

Yea, walking this path, I find hard to see a warmer soul (yea)
I'm window shopping for distraction, can't forget the goal (no!)
I feel the pressure for the diamond, I'm still scraping coal
She wanna dance, so she wrap her legs around that pole (around that pole)
As I proceed, I only fear my end is coming cold
Fuck up my wording, I might tango down with bullet holes
When I was twelve, I met the devil, yea
In a different mold
His puppet strings around my wrist, yea, had me in his control (let it go!)
(Come here, come here, gimme your hand, come here)
How you ten toes down, when you supposed to keep the peace?
Yea, fuck with me now, I been climbing through with ease
What you want from me now?
You just wan't another piece
Ain't no fucking handing out, especially without a please

Yuh, yea, the farther I go
The deeper it gets
The parts that I know (bro get out of here)
Only deepen my stress (deepen my stress)
Yea, the parts that I miss (bro)
Yea the ones that I guess (out! go!)
Yea they deepen the hole
Imma fall to my death
(You don't belong here, you don't belong here)