I'll tie you up in knots, girl
And let your body rot
I'll watch you turn your insides inside out
I'll painfully watch you give everything you got
This city's made to bleed and rape your every dream.

Hey, hey, hey
Where's the flood of great ideas?
What's at stake
In this rotten fucking city?

I keep a loaded gun
By my bed
It keeps me warm at night (this city's cursed, this city's cursed)
The vultures circle round
My bed
They keep me up at night (this city's cursed, this city's cursed)

Your stomach reeks with weight
But don't stop yet, you animal
Wait till the food has turned
And the well has run it's course

So grab a bottle now
To choke away your wild dreams
This city's made to bleed
And you will never leave


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