It's not just the pain, the pain in my back
That laughs in my face, my face every night
Or the poison that took my lungs
That keeps me from feeling warmBut how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn
Nothing is changed but now but now I fight with the words
And I can't see so goodAnd there's gotta be more, much more than this
I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss
And the poison that took my soul
That keeps me from feeling anythingAnd how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn
Nothing is changed but now but now I fight with the words
And I can't see so goodAnd now I fight with the words
And now I fight with the words
Now I fight with the wordsAnd how could a rooftop view in London
Look just the same as one in Brooklyn
Nothing is changed but now but now I fight with the words
And I can't see so goodAnd I can't see so good
(I can't see so good)
And I can't see so good
(And I can't see so good)
And I can't see so good