The city that lies about not sleeping
It reels you in and eats you whole
The pit of carkoon with buildings
Our demise will be painful and slow
Here`s not looking at you, kid
We`re too stressed out
Here`s not looking at you, kid
London life results in a poisoned mind
Lingering, cancerous death of the soul
I will throw myself into the water
Consider it euthanasia
Here`s not looking at you, kid
We`re all washed out
Here`s not looking at you
Look, Ma!
Your son has failed
He`s throwing himself
From the top of the world
Sat shaking in a stinking flat
With my life on hold and my head in my hands
Thinking, how will I fulfill my dream
If no-one ever snaps out of this waking sleep?
And I fooled myself into thinking I could be something if I
left my happy home
And now I spend all my days puking
And la-la-la-la-la-la
London loves no-one
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
London doesn`t feel a thing
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