if i could raze things just with my eyes
i'd clear myself out a lower horizon

from here brick by brick it would just melt
no mortar to crack, just a slow slump down

and i put a bomb under my head
a pillow to blow out all this orange light

it's not that i don't wish you all well
i just wanna be a city boy after the cities fall down

it's not that i don't wish you all well
i just wanna be a city boy after the cities fall down

applied for a loan on a carry out place
serves up violent weather
thirty minutes or less

if you wonder how i got that in a box
it's the little wire handle and a patented faucet

leftover rain consuming this block
eroding these sharp lines, twisting them sidewise

it's not that i don't wish you all well
i just wanna be a city boy after the cities fall down

it's not that i don't wish you all well
i just wanna be a city boy after the cities fall down




day 1579

BacK


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