This city is too small for us, I can't stay
I'm packed and ready already
Somebody tell 'em that I'm gone, I'm on tour,
I found some place somewhere and moved away
Just not this bar again
I've always hated this place.
So here I am
Mixed in, tryin' to fit with my own hit list
Blood so thick, splints for sure tonight
Not calm or nice, alright,
Rest in the morning, let's paint the bricks
And see the same sick face
Aimed at the same old flame
Like a moth in the rain
Paceless, bored
Dealin', short from the get,
No hope to fix this
We walk in crowds of mouths and eaters
Breathin' out, repeating
Gibberish, skiddish and rude
Slithering pickish and easy amused-- please.
I caved in then she made it
Mega plus and then some
Now I dodge like every breath
They breathe is keen to H1N1
Seldom bent on hate, tension
And feelin' it's way too fuckin' scary
I can barely feel my own tempo
Where we stand, pulse, hands sweat
Forced hellos, veiled threats, teeth
Battering mouth, blood on the concrete
This city is too small for us
It's too small for us
I'm packed and ready, I'm gone
Somebody tell 'em it's on
Won't stay where I don't wanna be 'cause I can't
Can't play if they won't play back, right?
No spite, so much sleep lost.
So sore... just walk, right?
'Cause that's what the damn tukka boots are made for
And that's what the hand i was dealt was played for
Dummy, even if it's off-suit
All in, short stack 'bout to double up
Sun to the summit, eyes on the road to it
No brakes, use the bumper, roll through it
No fluid, no gas, I'ma handle it
Won't saddle a handle of gin
I'ma get there.
No skin off mine if you ain't there with me.
No shit, no shifty.
No skin ain't pretty
All raw, no really: this city is too small for us.
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