in this city we refuse to live
we take our lifes and disappear
in this city farewells are so loud
you can always hear the blaring sound
of crying mothers who lost their sons
who once were there and now they're gone
in this city we all pretend
we live in houses made of pain
in this city suicide's the answer for those
who never asked
and rain washes blood left to dry on tracks
in this city we all have enough
of cold nights and scary days
and shadows live in houses
where we all want to be safe
in this city there's amen after amen
but no saints to pray
in this city we aren't just living
we are slaves for pain
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