I'm strolling in the old town
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I breathe the air of a different time
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When the cityheart still beated
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Now we run on overtime
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Someone stole the skyline
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I got ripped off long ago
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Someone stole the spirit
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Now I'm in this sterile hole
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This is where we live, it's where we gather
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This is where we see the days pass by
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This is where we live, it's where we gather
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This is where we live, it's where we'll die
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I cough and spit of dust and smoke
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As I cross the bridge going back
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Who gave the city this heartattack?
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The concrete brings this feeling
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As a robber brings his gun
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Lies and simple stealing
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Now who stole the great old town?
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Where We Gather
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| Bombshell Rocks |
