Sirens scream in a city that is dead,
He walks streets as hot as embers.
As lifeless as the houses around,
He looks inside, queues Nothing happened.
He feels his pockets,
As empty as yesterday.
A life on the chopping block before he has to manage.
Just one more day of doing nothing,
Just drifting, just existing.
He got on the four bus,
Closed his eyes and spun around.< br/>This town must be dead.*
Got so high you fell down,
Got so high you don't know where you are r.
Tried to fix the steps but the street refused,
Tried to fix the gaze but everything flowed together.
Until when the chemicals settle everything comes back,
When the chemicals settle it floats back up.
A single feeling to get away,
An empty brain, falls fast.
He saw the sun rise,
Sat on the fourth bus.
This town must be dead.*
The voice crackled from the speaker again,
The train stopped and people started to go home.
He cast a glance, it was the last one for today,
Looked around no one else left .
Known doors, booms everywhere,
Collected papers as if it would help at all.
If you fall hard, you don't get up again,
Once you've entered the pattern, that's all you are.
Here comes the pain again,
Here comes the sadness again.
This city must be dead.*
It must be dead.

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