Lyrics

Here we are still
Stucked in a crowd
Revolutions, heart full of doubt

You fought in time
No windows, a casino
You plead on me
This just is so expensive

If you're going to the city
Dry your eyes, you thighs are pretty
Make it hard to limitation
Take your picture, congratulations

Stay so clean, picture obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, picture obscene

I was on the dark side of your dream
With an empty stomach, your favorite scene
But you can't afford me

Take a sad song
You're making it worse
You publicise, tragic life
Can never be cursed

You try to die
But you're faking, you're not aching

Come see, 'bout me
My best friends, they're beyond it

If you're going to the city
Dry your eyes, you thighs are pretty
Make it hard to limitation
Take your picture, congratulations

Stay so clean, picture obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, picture obscene

I was on the dark side of your dreams
With an empty stomach, your favorite scene

If you're going to the city
Dry your eyes, you thighs are pretty
Make it hard to limitation
Take your picture, congratulations