Lyrics:
Greenfield morning I pushed an empty
Baby carriage all over the city
Greenfield morning
Greenfield morning
Greenfield morning
Greenfield
own beat
'Cause she's the muse and the artist
Always leaves a trail of stardust
'Cause she's a little bit of Yoko
And she's a little bit a, oh no
even have to do too much
You can turn me on with just a touch, baby
I look around and Sin City's cold and empty (oh)
No one's around to judge me
Liz csaro is an alternative rock artist from New York City
Cheapskate on the hill
A thrill seeker making deals
Sugar city urchin wasting time
Town of lunatics
Begging for another fix
Turning tricks for
even have to do too much
You can turn me on with just a touch, baby
I look around and
Sin City's cold and empty (oh)
No one's around to judge me
Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city
Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city
Similar to me familiar
County hound comin' to burn your whole city up
I catch ya up in the club
Empty the fifth on ya
You all know it's pussy
By Vivica
up those empty long necks
And stack 'em in the back and make a hand
Then at night she'd let me sneak out
Of the kitchen and sit in with the band
got to fill these empty hands
Across the cities
Across this land
Through the valleys
And across the sand
Too many people standing in line
Too
Listen
The city is singin' its night song
A city of shadows and fading starlight
Mixed with bar light
Listen
The empty streets echo
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty
A bright array of city lights as far as I can see
The great white way shines through the night for lonely guys like me
The cabarets and honky tonks
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty
take everything, know I got
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
(Ayy, Dre what's happenin' wit' it my nigga!)
Still I'm at it, peel
This city is an empty glass
Words do not hear
No one sleeps
This city is an empty glass
Graciousness is lost
The betrayed yearn
This city
of beads
He could not be in the gallery
And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all
He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall
The Tower of Montevideo
Has many rooms
Some of them are empty
Since I left you (since I left you)
Standing in silhouette
By the long window
I woke up this morning
I could barely breathe
Just an empty impression
In the bed there you used to be
I want a kiss from your lips
I want
昨夜梦见自己
长了双翼飞向前去
在每一个你出现过的地方
徘徊不已
啊昨夜我梦见自己
竟然可以不必呼吸
穿过蓝蓝的冰冷的海洋
为了寻你
想转醒却无力
心痛无比清晰
若爱过必留痕迹
别问我为何舍不得你
THE CITY IS SO EMPTY
只因为这里没有你
THE CITY IS SO
even have to do too much
You can turn me on with just a touch, baby
I look around and Sin City's cold and empty (oh)
No one's around to judge me
Climbing on the mountain, floating out on the sea
Far from lights of a city, the elements they speak to me
Whispering that life, existed long
Yo, yeah, dat way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don't sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts
Your artists be taking my
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