Text: Van She. Sex City.
In the dark lights, We come out and play
We are its children, And we're here to stay
Running through the streets, Hungry for strays
No invitation, To take me away
I'm not cruel, But thats still what you see
Club to club, Come see this city with me
Hungry for life, Without your pity
I dont want it, But it comes anyway
Chorus
You go sexual city
You till can't say she won't start up a fight
You go the city
'Cause in the city of life she can't, she can't wait
Verse 2
In the darkness, A killer awaits
To kill a life, And the lies you make
You do another, So this death can live
Just keep on dancing, To the movie you're in
The smell of your sweat, Just lures me in
Your heartbeat, Does sing to me
Your running feet, Beats my blood
My ghost inside you, Soon will be
Chorus
Verse 3
Now it's over, You've taken your life
The dark grows thin, And I'm left to hide
I don't regret it, But it's sad anyway
Now were both dead, And scared of the black
This life of games, And diligent trust
It's the things we do, Or the things we must
I'm now tired of being cussed
So go sleep forever end to dust
Chorus
We are its children, And we're here to stay
Running through the streets, Hungry for strays
No invitation, To take me away
I'm not cruel, But thats still what you see
Club to club, Come see this city with me
Hungry for life, Without your pity
I dont want it, But it comes anyway
Chorus
You go sexual city
You till can't say she won't start up a fight
You go the city
'Cause in the city of life she can't, she can't wait
Verse 2
In the darkness, A killer awaits
To kill a life, And the lies you make
You do another, So this death can live
Just keep on dancing, To the movie you're in
The smell of your sweat, Just lures me in
Your heartbeat, Does sing to me
Your running feet, Beats my blood
My ghost inside you, Soon will be
Chorus
Verse 3
Now it's over, You've taken your life
The dark grows thin, And I'm left to hide
I don't regret it, But it's sad anyway
Now were both dead, And scared of the black
This life of games, And diligent trust
It's the things we do, Or the things we must
I'm now tired of being cussed
So go sleep forever end to dust
Chorus