A city night, a knife, a fight, a price too high to pay. You’re above the law, it’s the final straw, tensions fueled by hate. You said fuck yourself, you said fuck the world, a life lost down the line. No love, no future, no escape, the vibe gets harder while you lose no sleep. Lost your soul in the city’s streets, with bitter tears you live your fears. And it’s easy to hate, in these dire times. Easy to lose faith, when all hope’s abandoned.
- City Nights (2019)
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