Cymbals - This City lyrics

rate me

You motherfuckers have been

Hiding in your tusk too long

Hand over math, branding your teeth

He often knew Antoness, the morning bus

You'll never see

You can not feel better while

This shit's inside of you

You can not tie your arms and legs

Without receiving some bruise

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Undone

To be untied

To unkind

Unkindly fired

Dust in your corner

You've been hiding behind your desk too long

The other son is rolling eyes

Just waking up one night full of drinking desires

You won't be there to make it

The less is at four time

This is the only break you get

From your own remaining life

When you're

(Chorus)