Song Description
A gritty song about leaving the city.
| Song Length |
3:04 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Rock - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Annoyed, Restless |
Subject |
Numbness, General |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Got to get me Max Factor.
My face is cracking in this heat I'm under.
I pull up a chair, sit next to you,
your talk is cheap but your face is a wonder.
Come walk with me and I'll show you,
what its like in this urban jungle.
You can live here, I don't want to,
I'm leaving this town to crumble.
I'm leaving this town to crumble.
It makes me a statistic.
These missiles are going ballistic.
I sit at your table,
and eat with you if I'm able.
You're free to walk away,
but you're trapped in this urban jungle.
You can live here, I don't want to,
I'm leaving this town to crumble.
I'm leaving this town to crumble.
You're free to walk away,
but you're trapped in this urban jungle.
You can live here, I don't want to,
I'm leaving this town to crumble.
I'm leaving this town to crumble.
I'm leaving this town to fall.
I'm leaving this town to crumble.
I'm leaving this town to fall.
(foresight, hindsight, you are not right) (repeats)
I'm leaving this town to fall...