[Verse 1]
I drink the cloudy city rainwater
You can never save my soul
Painted glass on my stomach and I don't break it for no one, go
Your blood runs like a river when your back's turned
And hope don't float when it's choking on its last words
Word, which one would you use to describe this
I'm sick of fighting everyone around me for silence
Sick of trying to get by inside of your silly blinded
Vision of what you though life was before you dived in
Take a look at me I'm picking through my last meal
Heading to the gallows with a smile on my cracked grill and
That's real, you can keep your little rap deals
Cause I don't give a damn about being king of any crap hill
Stop, and let it fall where the chips land
And take the earth from underneath your fragile pride and kick stand, so
When it all clears and the rain clouds fade you can sleep with the rest of the skeletons in their grave
[Pre-Chorus]
This city, (yeah) it's really got a hold on you
This city, (yeah) it's really got a hold on you
[Chorus]
You don't need to fight me off I'm well on my way
Gonna leave these cobblestones and matchsticks in the back of my brain
I learned that you don't have a single word left that you can say
Better make me quiver when you wave it like a knife in my face
Your king is dead
I drink the cloudy city rainwater
You can never save my soul
Painted glass on my stomach and I don't break it for no one, go
Your blood runs like a river when your back's turned
And hope don't float when it's choking on its last words
Word, which one would you use to describe this
I'm sick of fighting everyone around me for silence
Sick of trying to get by inside of your silly blinded
Vision of what you though life was before you dived in
Take a look at me I'm picking through my last meal
Heading to the gallows with a smile on my cracked grill and
That's real, you can keep your little rap deals
Cause I don't give a damn about being king of any crap hill
Stop, and let it fall where the chips land
And take the earth from underneath your fragile pride and kick stand, so
When it all clears and the rain clouds fade you can sleep with the rest of the skeletons in their grave
[Pre-Chorus]
This city, (yeah) it's really got a hold on you
This city, (yeah) it's really got a hold on you
[Chorus]
You don't need to fight me off I'm well on my way
Gonna leave these cobblestones and matchsticks in the back of my brain
I learned that you don't have a single word left that you can say
Better make me quiver when you wave it like a knife in my face
Your king is dead
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