Grey buildings decay with an acid rain kiss,
Cracked city streets falling deeper into remiss,
I know it’s not much, but we call it home…
From the north-side, down to central!
Our city, our story, our dying scene,
Unity through music, is it all a dream?
There’s too much to divide, we’re running out of time,
Tell me where is your god now?
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God doesn’t live here anymore,
There’s no better place, cause we’re all rotten to the core
And there’s no hope!
God doesn’t live here anymore,
An I still find it hard to believe, that we can’t all live in peace,
No there’s no hope!
Welcome to the city of peace and tranquility,
We roam the streets in a false reality,
Broken folk, from broken homes,
Broken dreams at the bottom of a bottle…
Grey people decay in their ignorant bliss,
This city is lost and no one will be missed,
I know it’s not much but we call it home…
Yeah!
[Chorus]
No hope, no faith, it’s all been laid to waste,
No work, no play, the same sh** every day,
Chewed up, spat out, were not the ones to blame,
No pride, just hate, good times have gone away!
[Chorus]