Coming back to the city
That I never quite leave
Picture you be the ocean
Picture me coughing into my sleeve
Like a snake eating snake you confuse me
Who’s killer ? Who’s captive ? Who’s free ?
In a city that kills by constriction
Throw your streets around me and squeeze
And draw down the stars
Draw down the stars
What’s in your heart?
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