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It's all water over bridges
In the place where we belong.
All supply and no demand
Enough to keep us warm.
The city takes the new blood,
Pushing others towards the brink
As we rush back to the tenements.

Where everywhere I look
Everyone's passing for a fink.
With galleons, and paper planes, and hearts that fill with ink.
A soaring lack of abstinence is dancing on our skin,
Making all of us
Look extra ordinary.

And I'm in your city
Feeling, oh, so pretty.
Am I in your,
Am I in your light?
'Cuz you're in mine!

So do you really want to know?

Where my phone is getting older,
My clothes are getting smarter
And inside documentaries
Life's just getting harder.
See, I'm tapered up and tailored,
But I don't want to sink
In your city
Looking, oh, so pretty,
'Cuz I'm in your,
I'm in your lie
And you're in mine!

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