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Broken City

 

Broken City

(الألبوم: Revelations - 2006)


My city sleeps by the side of a freeway, the city scraps
And winter time she wore a yellow coat
Now there's nothing on her back
If a building falls you wouldn't care to notice unless you were in it
Then no one cares about climbing stairs, nothing at the top no more

Outside tripping in the broken city
Outside tripping in the broken city, I watch a building crack
Outside tripping in the broken city
Outside kicking in the broken city, there's nothing wrong with that
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

Now the snow falls down like it's falling on an ocean
Dead and empty by the railroad tracks where they used to go and come
Now they don't come back
You can heal the rust, going up the throughways
Down the alleys where they stole this town from the frontier
I can see 'em trying to steal it back

Outside tripping in the broken city (Outside tripping in the broken city)
Outside tripping in the broken city, I watch a building crack
Outside kicking in the broken city (Outside tripping in the broken city)
Outside tripping in the broken city, there's nothing wrong with that
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

Now the sun won't shine on this part of the map
Anymore
When it's cold outside I see it hide behind the smokestacks
No thin roses, no goldrush, no miner, no revolution they'd hire
And the shipyard is a graveyard, no one will be trying to find him

Outside tripping in the broken city (Outside tripping in the broken city)
Outside kicking in the broken city, I watch a building crack
Outside tripping in the broken city (Outside tripping in the broken city)
Outside kicking in the broken city, there's nothing wrong with that
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo (There's nothing wrong with that)
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo do (Outside tripping in the broken city)
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

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