Staring at the buildings,
It makes me feel like I'm alive for a while
I snuck outside for a cigarette
And sat myself down on the pine, hoping for a passerby
I'm not much of a talker, and I've never been
They say a city kid never survives without wit
So I'm testing my hand, I'm testing it with you
We don't know if that party will get out of hand tonight
But I know they've got money,
So drugs will be in our plans for a while
But who knows after that, as a matter of fact
I don't wanna end up in the same place
I'll wake up in a bed with a person that I've never met
And feel better than this
And I won't be around the way, I can't sit back without anything to say
I'm only one man alone with my own little holes
And I wish I could say I wanna be on my own.
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