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Running In London

This song was created for Game of Bands round 251 : "Randomly Generated IV"

Lyrics:

Out here longing for sun
Forgot all about the feeling of fun
Cold days, they make me morose
No scent to my yellow rose

When I came here to take it all,
I thought I’d cure my woes
Atop my pile of treasures,
I suffer through what I chose
Like every silly boy I know,
Chased the dream of grandeur
Waiting for that very special person
To come a-walking through that door

Chained to my fate, weighed down by it all
Reflections laugh at me, can’t stop picking this sore
Hollowed out heart, seeking balm for my soul
Running in London, to nowhere at all

Disillusioned and numb
Chew desperately on my thumb
Breathing heaving, nothing left
Legs like lead weigh me down
Play the part of the clown
Anything but deft

Mired in the hell of regret,
Like a tyrant upon his human throne
If Jesus came on down right now,
He’d slough my soul right down to the bone
Like every worn-out adult I know,
Chased the dream of grandeur
Waiting for that very special person
To come a-walking through that door

Chained to my fate, weighed down by it all
Reflections laugh at me, can’t stop picking this sore
Hollowed out heart, seeking balm for my soul
Running in London, to nowhere at all

Chained to these faces, appear in the sun
Dialectic of hating what I’ve become
Killing and robbing and hearing the call
Running in London, to nowhere at all
[Exit]

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