(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so small?)

I don´t ask you anything
I never talk to you

So don´t ask me anything
You know nothing about me
There´s a hole in my chest
I swear (?) in my hands
I don´t even care about sex no more
I wanna do things with innocence

Be thankful for the air you breathe
The roof over your head
And the light that comes in
You say "Be thankful for your friends"
Well I´m thankful for the self-doubt
In which I do nothing but fold
The same place you field with
Peace and alcohol

Not my duty to give you shelter
Not my duty to give you hope

Does living in the city (?)
Your heart turns dark and smoke

It´s living in the city
That turned my heart so small
It´s living in the city
That turned my heart so cold
It´s living in the city
That turned my heart so blue
It´s living in the city
And the ambulance, is it you?

(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so blue?)

Ah, some beggars beg in every language
Mourn for your death in every language
And wait (?) live stream (?)

Tried the best parts of themselves
So I don´t make suggestions, no
Even when I know
What you should say
Where you should stop
(?) what you´ve been looking for

And it´s the guilt of course
´Cause I was raised catholic
And it teaches you it´s bad form to think
Manners are piece of shit
Die, die, die of safety
Am I just falling to despair?
And then how will you console me?
You can´t even (?)

It´s living in the city
That turned my heart so small

It´s living in the city
That turned my heart so cold
It´s living in the city
That turned my heart so blue
It´s living in the city
And the ambulance, is it you?

(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so blue?)

It´s living in the city
(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so blue?)
It´s living in the city
(Is it living in the city)