Beck - Cities lyrics

[Beck - Cities lyrics]

Aaaaah aaaaah
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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