It's not just the pain The pain in my back That laughs in my face My face every night Or the poison that took my lungs That keeps me from feeling warm
And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn Nothing has changed but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good
And there's gotta be more Much more than this I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss And the poison that took my soul That keeps me from feeling anything
And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn Nothing has changed but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And now I fight with the words And now I fight with the words And now I fight with the words
But how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn Nothing has changed but now but now I fight with the words And I can't see so good And I can't see so good (I can't see so good) And I can't see so good (I can't see so good) And I can't see so good