The eyes of the locals Full of fear of the unknown When they talk to strangers The disgrace of the faces Full of dirt and regret The hard working labor I get down on my knees And bow to the city I wonder what's keeping you here This may all be forgotten Only the name is what remains So I leave for good luck If that's what it takes If that's what it takes So I won't find Comfort in this town Cause all of our memories Are lost inside your house It's all such a drag Pushing this town towards the end