Willow Kayne – White City Lyrics
Willow Kayne – White City
The clouds are grey in white city
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty, pretty
But everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine
X2
each of us is out here for ourselves
Each of us is out here for ourselves
The queen will be fine but god save the rest of us
People live and die its heaven hell
People live and die its heaven hell
The queen will be fine but god save the rest of us
everything’s polluted
Even my brain sometimes
some days it’s rose tinted
But I think here it’s required
UGH!
the clouds are grey in white city
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty, pretty
Everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine
X2
I’ve got a different view to the 45th level
Streets filled with strangers with their own stories
higher you’re flying you’ll come closer to seeing devils
Concrete jungle never gets boring
They don’t know me I don’t know them that’s just the way the cookie crumbles
I wonder if we’ll ever meet when we’re all 6 foot under
I wonder bout the people who’ve had stories just built over
I guess that’s how it goes now that
everything’s polluted
Even my brain sometimes
Some days it’s rose tinted
But I think here it’s required
UGH!
the clouds are grey in white city
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty, pretty
Everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine
X2
Everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine
Seeing a different sunshine
X4
the clouds are grey in white city
Pathetic fallacy theory
I still see the beauty, pretty
Everyone in the place is seeing a different sunshine
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