Metropolitan Skirt Chaser

We fly high
We're a symbol like
The skyline
Of a long-forgotten world
Within shines
City lights
Her dry eyes are like
Like a distressed terrestrial curse
We're alive but not alert
Intertwined yet quite unfurled
And the lights in our city's shining inwards for the
Metropolitan skirt chaser
Never one to learn
It's in our nature
What does she want?
How does she want?
Why does she want it?
Why don't you stop?
Why don't we stop giving a fuck?
She's the city lights
And if she ever stops shining then the city will die

In dim lights
It's still and quiet
There's a fine line
Between always wanting more
And a high time
Cymbaline
The wind chimes have all
Have all fallen to the floor
We don't make no sense at all
We're a silent overture
And the music in the city's playing inwards for the
Metropolitan skirt chaser
Never one to learn
It's in our nature
What does she want?
How does she want?
Why does she want it?
Why don't you stop?
Why don't we stop giving a fuck?
She's the city lights
And if she ever stops shining then the city will die

Metropolitan skirt chaser
Never one to learn
It's in our nature
What does she want?
How does she want?
Why does she want it?
Why don't you stop?
Why don't we stop giving a fuck?
She's the city lights

Metropolitan skirt chaser
Never one to learn
It's in our nature
What does she want?
How does she want?
Why does she want it?
Why don't you stop?
Why don't we stop giving a fuck?
She's the city lights
And if she ever stops shining then the city will die
And if she ever stops shining then the city will die



Credits
Writer(s): Andreas Skarped
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