In 3 years my days have complied
Into what seems like like 3 weeks
In the city that never sleeps
But it's all I want to do
I haven't even had a chance to blink
Senses become desensitized
To blaring of sirens or the smells of people dying
But I guess we're all dying
The shell of my cancer soul
Has grown thicker and stronger
But not any less blue
My heart has grown more weary
But it still rest on my sleeve
It's wonder how anyone finds themselves
In this concrete time machine
Maybe it's more like losing what you came with and building something new
This city where dreams become reality
And reality becomes you