We turned a corner on an open road
Another metaphor to help you share the weight of this load
A certain person is the filler boy
And now it's curtains to the trip that you enjoy, you enjoyed
I know some people in the city
Never look up at the s***es in the buildings
That they walk past everyday
And they say,
I swear some people in the city
Always look up at the s***es in the buildings
And the years this city describe
The emptyness that you're feeling in your lives
Always a point that you'll be truly sore
I held it back, held it back, too long, too long to ignore
I know some people in the city
Never look up at the s***es in the buildings
That they walk past everyday
And they say,
I swear some people in the city
Always look up at the s***es in the buildings
And the years this city describe
The emptyness that you're feeling in your lives
Another metaphor to help you share the weight of this load
A certain person is the filler boy
And now it's curtains to the trip that you enjoy, you enjoyed
I know some people in the city
Never look up at the s***es in the buildings
That they walk past everyday
And they say,
I swear some people in the city
Always look up at the s***es in the buildings
And the years this city describe
The emptyness that you're feeling in your lives
Always a point that you'll be truly sore
I held it back, held it back, too long, too long to ignore
I know some people in the city
Never look up at the s***es in the buildings
That they walk past everyday
And they say,
I swear some people in the city
Always look up at the s***es in the buildings
And the years this city describe
The emptyness that you're feeling in your lives