The city eats you up
Back drop to your silence
The kettle sings on the stove top
Mimicking the violence
Of the nerves tying knots in your chest
Your vulnerability the one thing
Certain and persistent
Foundations shake in the night
Exude paranoia
Brush strokes of power
Paint the sky
When you dream
Do you dream of escape
And when you love is
Your first reflex hate
The blood shed is easy
When you don't have to see
Plunge my greed into the sea
And I don't feel so guilty
I saw you making eyes at the street lights
Telling lies is the new style
Learn that trust is the old drug
Like static on a radio dial
Enslaved by your fearing to think
'Cause they've got your insecurities on file
The blood shed is easy
When you don't have to see
Plunge my greed into the sea
And I don't feel so guilty
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The city eats you up
Back drop to your silence
The kettle sings on the stove top
Mimicking the violence
Of the nerves tying knots in your chest
Your vulnerability the one thing
Certain and persistent
Foundations shake in the night
Exude paranoia
Brush strokes of power
Paint the sky
When you dream
Do you dream of escape
And when you love is
Your first reflex hate
The blood shed is easy
When you don't have to see
Plunge my greed into the sea
And I don't feel so guilty
I saw you making eyes at the street lights
Telling lies is the new style
Learn that trust is the old drug
Like static on a radio dial
Enslaved by your fearing to think
'Cause they've got your insecurities on file
The blood shed is easy
When you don't have to see
Plunge my greed into the sea
And I don't feel so guilty
Back drop to your silence
The kettle sings on the stove top
Mimicking the violence
Of the nerves tying knots in your chest
Your vulnerability the one thing
Certain and persistent
Foundations shake in the night
Exude paranoia
Brush strokes of power
Paint the sky
When you dream
Do you dream of escape
And when you love is
Your first reflex hate
The blood shed is easy
When you don't have to see
Plunge my greed into the sea
And I don't feel so guilty
I saw you making eyes at the street lights
Telling lies is the new style
Learn that trust is the old drug
Like static on a radio dial
Enslaved by your fearing to think
'Cause they've got your insecurities on file
The blood shed is easy
When you don't have to see
Plunge my greed into the sea
And I don't feel so guilty
Writer: Carmen Wagner
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid