Oh I hit the wall again, do it so constantly
Out of control again, but I prefer the buz to the streets
Do it all every night, feeling the fall
And behind the crime scene take, the siren sounds
Oh this is my city
My city now
I seek a cord again, do it so irrationally
Im out on a ledge again, but that's just what it does to me
Know this breeze in the allay ways, thieves up on higher
And behind the crime scene take, the siren sounds
As an echos through these buildings on the ground
We all want to be seen
We all want to be something
Forfill these concrete dream we're searching for
And it keeps me coming back
And it keeps me coming back
And it keeps me coming back
This is my city
It's lonely and cold in times, always try to find your way
End up with broken hearts, such a t-t-tragedy
No these holy ones, bad ones, happy and sad ones now
They're all behind the crime scene take, as the siren sound
This is my city, yeah!
We all want to be seen
We all want to be something
Forfill these concrete dream we're searching for
And it keeps me coming back
And it keeps me coming back
And it keeps me coming back
Here's to the profits and thieves,
Lovers who be, dreamers who lost it all to chance
Little field roads, dusty old souls,
Still I've lot of love left to dance
Profits and thieves,
Lovers who be, dreamers who lost it all to chance
Liitle field roads, dusty old souls,
Still I have lot of love
We all want to be seen
We all want to be something
Forfill these concrete dream, we're searching for
And it keeps me coming back
And it keeps me coming back
And it keeps me coming back
To my city