Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
See us through the cracks, we're staring at your backs
We're crumpled under foot, scared to look
Like a thing I thought of for a second
Then just took what was that my friend
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Meet the saint, the frying paint maker of the sun
On the track of dirt he's glued, nowhere left to run
Crusted lips, happy lies
He tells himself the rain won't hurt
Just a drop could make it stop, make it stop
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
(All colours washed away again
All colours washed away again
All colours washed away again
All colours washed away again)
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Hit the bars, the dusty bowls
Cars are taking empty souls 'round rabbit holes
The saint is looking to the sky
The clouds they have a story yet to come
Illicit loving with the sun
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Set this city alight
Washed away again
All colours washed away again
All colours
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