In the crowd, alone
And every second passing, reminds me I'm not home
Bright lights and city sounds
Are ringing like a drone,
Unknown, unknown
Oh blazed eyes, empty hearts
Buying happy from shopping carts
Nothing but time to kill,
Sipping life from bottles
Tight skin, bodyguards, Gucci down the boulevard,
Cocaine, dollar bills and
My happy little pill
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