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
Friday, July 2, 2010
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