HATE THIS CITY

Tayo Ricci

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    Every time I leave the house
    These demons gettin' up in my face
    La I hate this city

    One two three four!
    One
    Yeah
    Two
    Two
    Three
    Ok
    One two three four!

    First you crawl
    And then you walk
    And then it's time to play
    Then you talk
    And then you fall
    And then you fly away

    And the truth is
    That I can't keep smiling through these bruises
    But the Sun keeps rising when the Moon's sick
    Gonna sing my song until I lose it
    Until I lose it

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    Every time I leave the house
    These demons gettin' up in my facе
    LA I hate this city!
    Blue sky paradise
    Thеy use me for my money and fame
    You know I chase that feelin'
    This fever's got me going crazy
    Somehow ain't no way escaping
    Every time I leave the house
    These demons gettin' up in my face
    LA I hate this city!

    I had it all
    I hit the wall
    I lost my mind today
    Maybe it's time
    To let it go
    I needa fly away

    And the truth is
    That I can't keep smiling through these bruises
    But the Sun keeps rising when the Moon's sick
    Gonna sing my song until I lose it
    Gonna sing my song until I lose it!

    Every time I leave the house
    These demons gettin' up in my face
    LA I hate this city!
    Blue sky paradise
    They use me for my money and fame
    You know I chase that feelin'
    This fever's got me going crazy
    Somehow ain't no way escaping
    Every time I leave the house
    These demons gettin' up in my face
    LA I hate this city!

    They try so hard to play pretend
    This is how it ends
    'Cause I hate this city
    I try so hard to be my best
    But I guess I'll stay
    'Cause I chase that feeling
    Oh!
    I want it all
    But I can't take no more
    Can't take no more
    Yeah!

    Every time I leave the house
    These demons gettin' up in my face
    LA I hate this city!
    Blue sky paradise
    They use me for my money and fame
    You know I chase that feelin'
    This fever's got me going crazy
    Somehow ain't no way escaping
    Every time I leave the house
    These demons gettin' up in my face
    LA I hate this city!

    This fever's got me going crazy
    Somehow ain't no way escaping

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    Composition: Matteo Ricciuti and William Douglas Crockford

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