Citycop Summer
The warmest feeling, the one I've missed oh so much.
Here I sit, face to face, living has become my only crutch.
As the air hits your face, the nights we shared.
Integrating remorse rather here nor there.
Yes, I've seen the light, and honestly it's rather dim.
A group of worried faces, minds filled with blank spaces.
While contributing to white futures, we live the darkest hour.
And the seconds on the clock are ticking, and the higher beings are up high picking,
who's in, and who's out, I've tried my best to be a better man, but I am not a part of this.
The common ground, the common name.
Common thieves filling life with shame.
It's becoming hard to stand for something I'm not quite sure about.
But you've got to realize that I have no f..cking doubts.
A bright collision, my own decisions have kept me where I sit today.
A bright collision, my own decisions have kept me where I stand today.
Anxious, Worrying.
Waiting, Worrying.
Anxious, Worrying.
Waiting, Worrying.
I've walked through the deserts only seeking the truth.
I swam through the ocean, yet nothing is new.
My blood is boiling, the skies are blue.
Trying my hardest just to make it through.
You beg, you beg, you beg.
You need to learn respect.
You beg, you beg, you beg.
You need to earn respect.
For somebody with such confidence, you sure do have an unclear head.
Hard labor WE put in.
