I'm not from the country
I'm not from the valley
I'm not from the mountains
I don't have a view of the see

I'm from a city
That is worried and busy
Sad but pretty
Innocent and guilty

I'm from a city
Made of millions of shadows

Concrete metals and lonely trees
I'm from the city

Don't ever turn off the lights
This place was made for people who are afraid of the dark
And all I can hear
Loud screams and quiet tears

I'm from a city
That is worried and busy
Sad but pretty
Innocent and guilty

I'm from a city
Made of millions of shadows
Concrete metals and lonely trees

I walk the streets and I can see

Shapes of a long time glory
And everything reminds me
Of how great it used to be

I'm from a city
That is worried and busy
Sad but pretty
Innocent and guilty

I'm from a city
Made of millions of shadows
Concrete metals and lonely trees

I'm from a city
That is worried and busy
Sad but pretty
Innocent and guilty

I'm from a city
Made of millions of shadows
Concrete metals and lonely trees
I'm from the city
I'm from the city

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