He says he hates himself,
And the way shit plays.
He says he hates this cell,
Every God damn day.
He says he hates his life.
He says I'll see you in the midlife.
So, I gotta get to the city,
Where the sparks are flying from the subway trains.
I gotta get to the city,
Where the people are crying, on the subway trains.
She says she hates her friends,
She says they're all a bore.
She says she hates her folks,
She says their life's a joke.
She says she hates her school,
And all it represents.
So, I gotta get to the city,
Where the sparks are flying from the subway trains.
I gotta get to the city,
Where the people are crying, on the subway trains.
I gotta get to the city, I said
I gotta get, gotta get outta here.
These trains are passing through this town
On it's way to the city.
Just like me, just like me.
When they're reading a magazine, yeah, reading a magazine.
They say they hate this town,
And it's mentality.
They say they hate the scene,
Ooh, like the cherub queen?
They say they're so annoyed
With this lifeless ploy.
So, I gotta get to the city,
Where the sparks are flying from the subway trains.
I gotta get to the city,
Where the people are crying, on the subway trains.
The streets are bigger, where the dreams are bigger,
Where the scene is bigger, where the lives are bigger,
Where the lights are brighter, where the scene is brighter,
Where the streets are brighter, well, I gotta get outta here,
I said, I gotta get outta here.
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