Beck - Cities lyrics
[Beck - Cities lyrics]
Aaaaah aaaaah
Aaaaah aaaaah
Aaaaah
Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside
Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside-
Move a little, turn a little, break a little
Hurt a little move a little, turn a little
break a little, lose a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little
Hurt a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little
Lose a little (aaaaaaaaah)
(Aaaaah) i don't know if it's all made up
You weren't made for this place
But it's not your fault
I don't know if it's all made up
You weren't made for this place
But it's not your fault
Move a little, turn a little, break a little
Hurt a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little
Lose a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little
Hurt a little
Move a little, turn a little, break a little
Lose a little
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