In a place so loud we will never be free
Just a slave to a taker, to a man, to a need
And I won’t go back, I never wanted to leave
Just a slave to a taker, will we never be free?
In a city so callous, with two dead set eyes
With a mouth full of xanax and a handful of time
They say what doesn’t kill you will just keep you alive
And what doesn’t kill you
In the place you love with all the dogs set free
In a future together was never going to be me
Just a slave to a taker, to a man, to a need
And I can never go back, I never wanted to leave
In the city so callous with two dead set eyes
With a mouth full of xanax and a handful of time
They say what doesn’t kill you will just keep you alive
And what doesn’t kill you
Always the long way home
Always the long way home
In the city, so callous, with two dead set eyes
With a mouth full of xanax and a handful of time
They say what doesn’t kill you will just get high
And what doesn’t kill you
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