2. The City (am I poisoned?)
Corrupted words escaping empty faces
No one will remember tomorrow
Wondering around in a grey haze, each
Moment is the same as tomorrow
Dark rotting cement walls closing in
The city's past mistakes closing in
Twisted frowns all they do is whisper, whisper, yet
They are all alone
The traffic's stopped someone cried "why stop? No one died"
The traffic's stopped someone cried "why stop? No one died"
Grey cement life. Am I poisoned?
Slimy, sticky loneliness dripping from their pores
yet no one's talking
Slimy, sticky loneliness dripping from my soul
yet I'm not walking
The traffic's stopped someone cried "why stop? No one died"
The traffic's stopped someone cried "why stop? No one died"
Grey cement life. Am I poisoned?
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