I wake into the day upon the dawn of apathy
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here in the city of light, I see it all for what it is and then
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those eyes, that mouth, that face, that girl, that distant stare
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this heat, this line, one more reason to leave it all behind
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I wander through the streets, listen to a city breathing
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see the light nighttime writhe beneath the neon ground
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condemning, they all move in line against the grain
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I press my fingers to my ears, can't seem to drive out the sound
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I couldn't if I tried break free from what I keep inside
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her words become my underground when the streets of the city are paved with time
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these hands hold empty space and push me so far and out of place
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where names are not remembered, in a city it's just another face
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In The City Of Light
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| Ashengrace |
