Wood panel on the wall
The city is a youth
Never been full grown, aged to imperfection
Blessed with aristocracy
Impressed with mediocrity
This is a robbery
Darling, just
Raise your hands high
So I can see
Both of them
Please
I lay down my gun
And I holster my weapon
The thrill of the hunt is the mystery I lean upon
We're all pawns, forgot but never gone
Put on your high heels and come along
You saw me near the back
Wondered what is with the mask
I can feel your heart, it's the enemy wants to attack
You're the last, but the first we've ever tracked
So think fast, cause what you have is what we lack
You walked away
Shouting obscenities
I wondered why
I'm still wondering why
You walked away
I was confused as hell
But I'm not going there
What do you want from me
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