B. Dolan - Leaving New York lyrics

6: 05, Brooklyn Bridge:
Failed and tongue-tied
Body aching, hands shaking, bloody inside
I'm still alive
Sunrise like a pillar of fire
Still running like the static
On a blank channel
Sunken to the bottom of the barrel of a gun
Braced against the railing looking
Straight into the sun
Like I was waiting for someone to
Burn a picture in my mind
Like i could recite scripture off
The lids of my eyes
Fishing in the East River for a reason to die
Voices whispered in my mind
I believe they were mine
Another pilgrim come to find that
The bridge is a lie, and
There’s nothing on the other side
I was told to pick my
Battles this isn’t my war
My fight is with myself i’m leaving New York

Leaving my prayer rug in the
Apartment off Van Cortlandt
Caught in constant paranoia coughing
Someone’s jagged hallelujah
Buildings like a burning cross, withdrawal
The drive north, all five burroughs fall
Lizards listen through the walls
Born into this funeral
News of war from city hall, subway station
FDR tanks and guards, riot squad
Movement of the violent mob i dissolve
Fall apart
Dusted in the dark, watching the war start
They’re going to send us to
The deserts of Mars
Where we’ll die or go crazy
With our legs blown off
Don’t want to suffocate in space
While God and the State face off
Flags waving in the grey dawn
Better to break north

I was told to pick my
Battles this isn’t my war
My fight is with myself i’m leaving New York

I never found solid ground
But slept in a burning bed
There’s a couple landlords
With a bounty on my head
Never learned to bend my neck
Or to worship the dead
Metro card expired hop a
Turnstile and then jet
Was I a coward to abandon
The broken down mechanics
That crowned Biggie Smalls as
The King of Atlantis?
"Like trees to branches
Cliffs to avalanches"
The sea in which she vanished
Lost Kingdom of Jay-Z and Def Jam Cannibals
Beating a dead break on the
Decks of the Titanic i am it but I can’t fit
So when the sky fell
I felt like one of the guilty
With the populace in lockstep
Ready to come and kill me
Did Providence demolish the buildings
That rust and rot beneath the Hudson?
All of it came to nothing
And the devil’s still running
And the devil’s still running
I was told to pick my
Battles this isn’t my war
My fight is with myself i’m leaving