Our city isn't perfect
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Our city is a blaze of neon flare
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Does anybody care
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Fractured lines in the pavement
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Embers colour the air
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These streets we named
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Will never be the same
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This fire, this fire we let it all burn
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People fall into silence
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The wind she whistles a song
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Of hopelessness
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That carries like a hymn
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Our city is a burden
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The waste land under our feet
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We've come to know
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Will never be enough
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This fire, this fire we let it all burn
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If all we do is blame
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And noone cares to listen
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Theres nothing left to say
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But if we stake our claim
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Let action speak the loudest
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We'll dance beyond the flames
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This fire, this fire we let it all burn
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This Fire
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Birds Of Tokyo |