INNER CITY MOOD
Storm is over the town, I'm waiting for angry sky
And nothing makes me feel so glad, than walking wet and alone baby
But I don't blame you to be gone.
Hangin'out, wasted time, it must be sad for the working men,
To see me with my red eyes and smile.
But you don't imagine what's happening
And I don't need your help to grow
I don't want these gloomy birds on my tree, my garden is clean
They are trying to hurt me but I know they can't penetrate my skin.
I don't care about heavy rain on the streets, my jacket is thick
They are trying to help me but I know they can't love like this.
I should take my car and never stop.
Just leave it like a ghost.
But my heart is somewhere in town and I turn around my blues.
Smoke is filling your mouth, you're waiting for evening fall
The sound of broken glass on the ground
But your ears has never been so lazy, just makes you go with the flow.
I don't want these gloomy birds on my tree, my garden is clean
They are trying to hurt me but I know they can't penetrate my skin.
I don't care about heavy rain on the streets, my jacket is thick
They are trying to help me but I know they can't love like this.
I should take my car and never stop.
Just leave it like a ghost.
But my heart is somewhere in town and I turn around my blues.
I will go to the sunshine, with my plastic bike and my yellow dog but I can't go with someone it's my private prison, my little death.
I should take my car and never stop.
Just leave it like a ghost.
But my heart is somewhere in town and I turn around my blues.
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