TELE/VISIONS - New York City | Текст песни

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• New York City

I never thought that I'd be here
I never thought I'd have short hair
I'll never grow up in my head
Although my heart and soul are dead
Cause in my mind I'm alone
In my mind I belong in New York City

I wanna cry in your hands
I wanna die in your hands
Cause I've hate what I've become
Oh I guess that I'll just run
Cause in my mind I'm alone
In my mind I belong in New York City

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