| I love this town, let’s burn it down
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| The traffic buzz, the engine sounds
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| Somehow the noises calm me down
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| All though I’m never homeway bound
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| The smell of the polluted air
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| Somehow makes me think of how complex your eyes can be to read
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| You’re out to lunch all the time
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| I’m out of touch all the time
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| The synthesis of you and me
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| Would not have been same without the pain
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| Our sad and joyful alchemy
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| Is nothing but these very streets we stroll everyday
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| You’re the carnivore, I am the prey
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| I sleep between the teeth in a lion cave
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| The way you always curse, I tend to pray
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| You call me nasty names I’ll take them to my grave
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| This is the synthesis, our alchemy
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| For all I know this is the only way
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| For reasons I don’t know I wanna stay
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| The sunset sure is beautiful
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| But also pretty trivial
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| I know you’re just being civil about it
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| But all I hear is gibberish tidbits
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| She is a lioness, I am the lamb
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| How these revolving doors revolve and force my hand
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| As I spend my nights between her teeth that scrape the sky
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| The sound of traffic enveloped and amplified
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| This is the synthesis, our alchemy
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| For all I know this is the only way
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| For reason I don’t know I wanna stay |