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A mysterious pounding beat and synths underpin male vocals bearing the oppressive grit of the city. Use for dark urban fantasy, goth vampires, or general despair and hard living. Keywords: Electronic English 80s rock new wave sinister bass guitar broken heart fear doubt resentment spite contempt strife struggle suffering pain disappointment
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Lyrics:
driven here with hope for the people.
brothers and sisters
sharing the sights and sounds.
we all say it's a winner,
collective unconscious
what lies behind borders.
well it's a third place badge in a blue ribbon case,
it’s a small-town act with a big-city face.
we don't win here; we simply stop the others.
it won't slow me down;
the finish is simply the end.
you take it down, throw it to ground
kick it around, and you bust my heart
winter pours through my window,
more ugly and cold
the longer I stay here.
There's tickets just for standing,
but stepping out of line
means running down my neighbor.
we fit stereotypes here.
I'm shocked that I could judge
someone I barely know.
Reach out a hand,
am I waving or drowning?
The city's hard love's
a pretty sad and lonely friend.
you take it down, throw it to ground
kick it around, and you bust my heart
