Cities Beck

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
-Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside
Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside-

[Chorus]
Move a little, turn a little, break a little, hurt a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little, lose a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little, hurt a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little, lose a little
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)

[Verse 2]
(Aaaaaaah)
I don't know if it's all made up
You weren't made for this place
But it's not your fault
I don't know if it's all made up
You weren't made for this place
But it's not your fault