This Town from rock bottom by Tim Makes Music
Tracklist
| 6. | This Town | 4:44 |
Lyrics
People don't know how to drive in this town,
it's like they don't care if they die in this town.
Everyone's got somewhere to be, but nowhere to go.
People don't know how to love in this town,
it's like they lost a part of their hearts to this town:
Like being wrapped up in a blanket, but you're still too cold.
Like hanging out all night with your friends, but still feeling alone.
"This town is alive," we're screaming,
over dumpster fires and empty hearts.
We'd rather be dead than dying.
We'd rather be blind than guilty.
"This town is alive," we're crying.
"This town is alive."
People don't know how to make in this town,
it's like they forgot this town is broken.
Be quiet while the city sleeps, or she'll hear your lies;
Listen to her busy streets, you can hear them cry.
People don't know how to pray in this town,
it's like they forgot this town is a demon.
Careful on the city streets, or she'll eat you alive.
She'll chew you up and spit you back out,
you'll never survive.
"This town is alive," we're screaming,
over dumpster fires and empty hearts.
We'd rather be dead than dying.
We'd rather be blind than guilty.
"This town is alive," we're crying.
"This town is alive."
I'm holding on but I won't last for long.
