This is our city of the dead
Another life holds its weary head
We hope, we try, we live, survive
Counting days, trying to get by
Waiting for the calling
Anticipation in the air
We hope and dream of difference
City sleeping, unaware
Break the silence, wake the dead
Running through these streets alone
I'll kick and scream, let's break the hold
Cuz I swear, and this won't render useless
I promise you, we've come this far
And I'm not stopping, I'm not stopping now
I'm not hiding in shadows
Wake up, Send out this message, it's clear
Aim - FlwrsSpredXTeeth
