Testo di 'Poor City' di Papermaps

We were children of circumstance
We threw away our best chance
A dull town in a quiet time
Squandered away our only birthright
No nice house with a paved drive
Long commutes on the clotted mainline
Sunsets on the vanishing line
Unbroken view of the sky

Here we are in the city
But there’s no place where we’d rather be
Living poor in the city
But there’s no place where we’d rather be
We are poor in the city
But there’s no place where we’d rather be
Living poor

Been through a lot now you and I
You trudged and I played my alibi
Got high while you paid my bills
I charmed them all and you stood so still
We hide the worst and keep the best
And hope the rats don’t get the rest
We never call but that’s ok
‘Cause we got nothing good to say

Here we are in the city
But there’s no place where we’d rather be
Living poor in the city
But there’s no place where we’d rather be
We are poor in the city
But there’s no place where we’d rather be
Living poor

I learned the streets ‘till my feet were swollen
They spun my wheel ‘till my will was broken
Come home with a twisted knife
The sharp pain of a false life
Now tell me honey they can’t be right
Now tell me how they can’t be right
Now I work for the bottom line and kick the shit to the curb

Here we are