Burn brightly, my fair city. This is my last song to you. I've been spending my nights stumbling drunk and arguing with claims I can't refute.
I circumvented this entire town, east to west and back again. I walked a tightrope on the power lines across the river and that's how I learned to swim.
You'll never escape it – it will follow you. You'll never escape it – it will follow you.
I shifted in my seat at the funeral strained for a memory of you, but all my efforts were fucking useless so I strained for a mental substitute.
But I can't escape you; you are part of me just like the body that's glued to my feet. I can't escape you; you are part of me just like the tongue that's trapped behind my teeth. I can't escape you; you are part of me just like the mouth that allows me to speak. I can't escape you