Friday, July 2, 2010

Pimps Boozers losers and the skanks
look at their faces and their faces are blank
In the land of crosstreets
where no ones really watching me
And forgottens not a good thing to be
and forgottens not a good thing to be

I'm In Nowhere City
I'm In Nowhere City
So much company yet im so alone
A pair of keys dont make a home

Goin outta my brain
Looking for some fucking change
But when I turn
all I see is more of the same
But when I turn
all I see is more of the same
But when I turn
all I see is more of the same

I'm In Nowhere City
I'm In Nowhere City
So much company yet im so alone
A pair of keys dont make a homeX2

on these graffiti'd blocks/have and havenots/ bums in a box/ in front of a new loft/
constant rush/ for the sake of rushing/ time flys by/ when your up to nothing/
searching /wanting/ for something/ drugs/ booze/ maybe a bimbo/ nowhere city/ my life is in limbooooo

Goin outta my brain
Looking for some fucking change
But when I turn
all I see is more of the same
But when I turn
all I see is more of the same
But when I turn
all I see is more of the same

I'm In Nowhere City
I'm In Nowhere City
So much company yet im so alone
A pair of keys dont make a homeX2

loonies in the park
bums in vacant lots
syringes on the blocks
debauchery after dark

rats in the trash
crime nevers stops
and all i've got
is a loogy for a cop

no one cares
no one understands
the air here wreaks of demands
I just hope I have a chance
Nowhere City
I better have a chance

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