Cities
Beck
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Ahhhh
There's a hundred dead cities outside
Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside
Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside
Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside
Waiting for the night to come
Ahhhh
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Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, lose a little
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, hurt a little
You weren't made for this place
But it's not your fault
I don't know if it's all made up
You weren't made for this place
But it's not your fault
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, lose a little
Move a little, turn a little
Break a little, hurt a little