My impression of the city is that It's growing up with me, It can trap the weak like flies. Getting reckless with the traffic, Losing faith in my abilities, Kinda afraid I'm gonna die. We all have the same affliction Sparked by lack of recognition, In a snowglobe we're just dots. When relative anonymity stops feeling liberating, I can't be something I'm not. No, nothing's wrong, I'll be out back writing my songs. You've said your piece, With a knife between your teeth. Da da da! Da da da! I'm where I wanna be. Walk in circles. Ride the J train. Back to normal. I'm where I wanna be. Walk in circles. Ride the J train. Back to normal. I'm where I wanna be. Walk in circles. Ride the J train. Back to normal. I'm where I wanna be. Walk in circles. Ride the J train. Back to normal. I'm where I wanna be Walk in circles Ride the J train. Back to normal. I'm where I wanna be. Walk in circles. Ride the J train. Back to normal. I'm where I wanna be! Walk in circles! Ride the J train. Back to normal! I'm where I wanna be. Walk in circles. Ride the J train! Back to normal!!! Da da da! Da da da!