we are the leather jacket kids
riding the subway
with our music too loud
and people tell us to stop
but we don't stop
we keep running
always running
never getting tied down.
this city is on fire
and
the skyline looks like burning cigarettes. we will inhale
this place and the next
and breathe
it all out like
e
k
o
m
s
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 9:07 PM UTC
we are the leather jacket kids
riding the subway
with our music too loud
and people tell us to stop
but we don't stop
we keep running
always running
never getting tied down.
this city is on fire
and
the skyline looks like burning cigarettes. we will inhale
this place and the next
and breathe
it all out like
e
k
o
m
s
no place will ever be home, if you stick with me kid.
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