The melancholy of the city
It propels, it repels me
The darkness of the streets
At night when we meet
Is all I've ever wanted

Street lights glowing maniacally
Above cars zipping inherently
Owing their lives to these people
Moving, shuffling, toppling sheeple
Money is the name of the game, this game
Either you have it or you don't... but it's all the same

You see, your face is something interesting
To me I've never really felt as if this thing
The pump of my heart in rhythm with
The steps you're taking and you don't give a ****
But it's all alright because I've got no respect
For anything and I never care to check

                  To see
                             If you're like me