The City Has You Back

You feel so ejected
Wildly infected
What did we come back for
You’re dis-interacting
Mal-imperfecting
Your head is so rough and sore
And you raise your voice
When the city’s noise
Turns its finger in your back
You’re winding away
We’ll be howling for days
What are we waiting for?
Hold on, hang on
Head on to your love
Keep on, crave on
Come on, do your love
Sing on, sing on
Sing on for your love
Sing on, sing on…
You quietly revolt
I struggle, we bolt
As it soaks us in at last
The trouble you take
Is just for the sake
Of dragging you out again
And I feel things
When the city stings
Its claws right in your head
When there’s so much at stake
With the choices we make
The fuck are we waiting for?
Hold on, hang on
Head on to your love
Keep on, crave on,
Come on, do your love
Sing on, sing on
Sing on for your love
Sing on, sing on…
And I feel things
When the city has your back
It realigns
And I can’t keep up
And every light
Would flicker restively
It tears you up
We come undone