Stressed city,
shine your neon down on us
Through grey monday morning
And I just can't stay

There's a rythm in the air
I know it's there
Hurried steps on pavelments
drops of god tears meeting umbrellas

I listen with my eyes
Cuz' my ears went deaf by all the lies
Is obvious. I can't walk your ways

I run fast, - street, stairs, apartment, kitchen
Well, this won't be lofty...
Just give me a cup of killing coffee

Liquid black cofein,
I'm burning my throuth
and more importantly,
- drowning the consequence of you and me