Poor Baby City

U say you’ve really seen the city
u call it fucked
you're fighting back cos now you’ve noticed
i fight back feeling too much
on the bright side jus more darkness
on the brightside still more darkness
so you do what cowards do and stand with lyons more courageous than you
they’ll hold on 2 u
pick yourself up from the refuge
i refuse to use society
i’d rather live clinging on to the irony
If we find ourselves in each other then why bother
fuck it
we r forever restless in these cities
brace yourself for a blow
speak your mind that psycho stuff
the animals are out tonight
and you’re out looking for a fight
gotta be tough to be a gangsta
gotta be tough to be a gangsta gotta be
they deny it
they’d hav to fight it
you the fUture and they scared of U
they came with automated weapons say they bring the peace
its through
you’re what’s True
when they come up playing you
press mute
you don't have to put yourself through it
i can hold your fear for you
while you make it through
you can make it through
its through you thats the real truth
at least we burn out while they all fade away
she cant help but waste the time in all the words she tries to say
losing steam no surprise
freedom lately floods your eyes
sad goodbyes
empty existence
self poisoning pre-condemning construct lies
its ok you can rest in my goth lullabies
i can dry the tears u cry
U r safe in my shelter we can shine
I know
breaths away from playing it safe
will we ever make it out alive?
the pain we using
excusing a tantrum in turn for living
knowingly killing a hundred times the rate
resisting control
causing the 6th extinction
by our own kind we r beaten 4 refusing 2 comply
with interests protected by armies who kill us
so WHY IS It
we are born of violence into violent worlds divided
i’m tired of searching for meaning in anything
if life is the logistics of breathing then what the fuck else r we supposed to be doing, have you really seen the city?
whats it going to help
nothing
if you open your mouth
they say thats how it all spills out
if you open your mouth
you were my poison
make my legs tighten
skin crawl
evil
your memory is killing me
tiny texas town
would have gone down
yung bride buried next 2 u
and all ur crimes
all ur lies
u’d rather die
why don't you leave?
whats it going 2 help?
nothing
Dracula
u R dracula
guess that’s regret n what it feels like
if you open your mouth
if you open your mouth
you let it out
“PULL THE FUCKInG TRIGGER”
on whippets laughing at jokes u don’t get
city buildings looming in the distance
tribute song Nina Simone buffering slow
high next to the railyard
train rolling slow
yea u kno u're the toughest 1 of all scratching ur eyes out
screaming its a whole thing
its a sickness
you are everything
no gas
no cash
sleep or death
out of fuel
22 exits to go
yea u kno u're the toughest 1 of all scratching your eyes out
screaming
Its a whole thing Its a sickness
n i make believe you still want me i pretend you are mine
i’m lost in time
don’t care
in my mind you are mine
tiny victory passing in the fast lane me
what’s it going to help, nothing
if you open your mouth
you let it out
so much to say after its too late
i always take 1 for me
and 1 for u
incase u come back to me its true
u poor baby i cry out 2 myself
is anybody crying out for you?
i always take 1 for me
and 1 for u
In case u come back to me its true
u Poor baby i cry out 2 myself
is anybody crying out for you?
is anybody crying out for you?
song poor baby city
lyrics 1nce
beat prod. ten50