This city is pretty quiet, wild and unkept
The unnerving lack of anything is playing with my head
These iridescent lights are blinding and too bright
But somehow on the inside we're all feeling very dull

We're always on the run from rats that are no fun
Taking life too seriously is something I've never done
Concrete lines the streets, week rolls into week
We're all self medicating with drugs and too much drink

This feels just like home
I am so at home