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Stuck in New York City

from Stuck in New York City by The Vansaders

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I was born in the city
No one could take that from me
but I found some comfort by the beach

I grew up by the water
I began to adore her
But now I’m dragged back to the street

I’ve been around for a long long time
playing clubs and filling up my head
With learned facts from righteous men who’d
probably be better off dead

Now I’m stuck here in the city
and it ain’t looking pretty
on my own alone without a friend
These towers are erasing the life anticipated
full of melancholy cigarettes

Been growing for a long time
with all those lessons in my mind
I’m finding it hard to keep steady
My hands are shaking
My nerves are quaking
and I was born ready

Told by a wise one one day that I’d find one
A home in this jungle of sin
Man you're a liar, my only desire
is to find my way again

Now I’m stuck here in the city
and it ain’t looking pretty
on my own alone without a friend
These towers are erasing the life anticipated
full of melancholy cigarettes

Because This town is full of hypocrites who are bleeding at the seams
running loop around your head and leave you
drunk and shouting blasphemy
You try to stand above it all like one of those enlightened
but you're tied down by chains and
realize that’s just how it goes

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from Stuck in New York City, released January 20, 2014

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