| There’s an ocean of faces
|
| Without any names
|
| There’s an shoreditch of places
|
| Behind golden gates
|
| Lost in the city and hoping it’ll pay off
|
| I need no pity I find comfort in the chaos
|
| I don’t need pity cause I’ve drived into a precarious town
|
| Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down
|
| And I’m spending all around on the ground in the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, but I like what I’ve found in the eye of the storm
|
| I’ve been lost at the races
|
| Safe in the shade
|
| But there’s a world that I’m chasing
|
| A life to be made
|
| Lost in the city and hoping it’ll pay off
|
| Need no pity I find comfort in the chaos
|
| I don’t need pity cause I’ve drived into a precarious town
|
| Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down
|
| And I’m spending all around on the ground in the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, but I like what I found in the eye of the storm
|
| In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, the eye of the storm
|
| I’ve drived into a precarious town
|
| Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down
|
| And I’m spending all around on the ground in the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, but I like what I’ve found in the eye of the storm
|
| In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending, the eye of the storm
|
| I’m spending in the eye of the storm |