It's not just the pain
The pain in my back
That laughs in my face
My face every night
Or the poison that took my lungs
That keeps me from feeling warm
And how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn
Nothing has changed but now but now I fight with the words
And I can't see so good
And there's gotta be more
Much more than this
I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss
And the poison that took my soul
That keeps me from feeling anything
And how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn
Nothing has changed but now but now I fight with the words
And I can't see so good
And now I fight with the words
And now I fight with the words
And now I fight with the words
But how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn
Nothing has changed but now but now I fight with the words
And I can't see so good
And I can't see so good (I can't see so good)
And I can't see so good (I can't see so good)
And I can't see so good