The city chews up clueless blues. Pays the views and no-man's news. Blades will fade from blood to sport. The heroin's cut these fuses short. Smokers rode a colonial pig.
(vowles, del naja, marshall, thaws, norfolk, locke). You sure you wanna be with me I've nothing to give. Don't lie and say this lovin's best. Don't leave us in emotional place.