Fear City

Dragged down into lower case trying to get your corpse to talk right.  They can put the paper to your face and your just trying to walk by.

So now I’ve got a blue cane baby no ones going to recognize it.

Your broken windows over  the flat tire and run, still trying to bring some dead people back to life.

Is it pretty yeah. I’m going to see my city dead.

 I can do everything your man does except for better.Got no interest now in dressing your kids with cheap x love letters, you write your name in all the place no one goes so won’t be satisfied until everybody knows

Is it pretty yeah. I going to see my city dead.
Is it pretty yeah. I going to see my city dead, come on.
Is it pretty yeah. I going to see my city dead.