Pack your bags, kiss your Mama goodbye
Tell yourself you're gonna find a better life
They say you'll make it, with a Southern smile
Baby just fake it, it's a matter of time
Oh, you can hear the sound of a breaking heart
Oh, underneath those neon city stars
This Town, This Town is a prison cell with a million people in it
This town is a candy coated hell melting every minute
This Town This town is a rat race runaround rat race runaround yeah
This Town this town gonna beat you down, are you gonna let it?
This Town, This Town
Sell your soul keeping up with the fight
Money talks in voices beautiful and bright
Go play those games, roll the devil's dice
Numb to the shame you can name your price
Oh, you can find your faith in your ambition
Oh, won't get salvation but it's religion
This Town, This Town is a prison cell with a million people in it
This town is a candy coated hell melting every minute
This Town This town is a rat race runaround rat race runaround yeah
This Town this town gonna beat you down, are you gonna let it?
Oh This Town, Oh This Town
It's our way or the highway
It's our way or the lost highway
Oh, This town is a candy coated hell
This Town, This Town is a prison cell with a million people in it
This town is a candy coated hell melting every minute
This Town This town is a rat race runaround rat race runaround yeah
This Town this town gonna beat you down, are you gonna let it?
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