Alright I've (err) been writing some stuff for this beat
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Living
Back to the city
Full of all the evils
But your girl stays pretty
(So pretty)
Living
Back to the city
Full of all the evils
But your girl stays pretty
High
Her eyes blue colour the sky
Tinged red
So we said
We split like the hands of time
Don't mind
Cause who am I
Just a leaf on the wind as it flies
As it flies
Clock ticking
Wonder what's next
Must be the monster
Under her bed
Fears full of hope
Dreams and pure dread
So she fled
Fled from the problems
Fled from the monster
In the end the weak
Succumb to the stronger
It's not right
Fight or flight
Feelings of an instinct
When a man does neither
He'll be gone in an instant
Gone in an instant
When a man does neither
He'll be gone in a gone in an instant
When a man does neither
Gone in an instant
Living, yeah this is living
Living (living)
Back to the city (yeah this is living)
Full of all the evils (living in the evils)
But your girl stays pretty (evils in the living)
Living (living)
Back to the city (yeah this is living)
Full of all the evils (living in the evils)
But your girl stays pretty (evils in the living)
High
She's wonders feeling lonely at home
Takes to the city the streets she does roam
Feeling alone
No one belling her phone
Crow in a sky of doves but she knows
She's alone
And now she's lost up in the lights
Listening to the city she continues with her night
A shield to the day
A shield to her fight
Ignoring what is lost prolonging costful plight
She's a sight
But she's sad
Bluer than the moon
Deep down underwater
Why's she sad so soon
Feels lost
Cause now she's drowning in the deep
Her dreams come alive when the city goes to sleep
But it never sleeps
No it never does
So her dreams never fly
Like they should have because
I don't know
I just stay
Living (yeah?)
Back to the city (for what?)
Full of all the evils
But your girl stays pretty
(So pretty)
Living
Back to the city (to the city)
Full of all the evils
But your girl stays pretty
High
So a question? What is it 'bout living?
What is it 'bout this life that keeps people wishing
For another day
Another life
If you miss then it's gone
The past has that time
So I live in the present
To me it's a gift
Celebrates living
And that's where life is
Yeah that's where life is
Yeah that's where life is