Big City Bright Lights (re:plus remix)

歌詞

Chorus (repeat x 2) Big city bright lights ya the type for a dreamer Every dark avenue has a life full of secrets Get lost in the sequence or found in the reason From the top of the buildings to the edge of the beaches Big city bright lights (repeat x 4) From the top of the buildings to the edge of the beaches Every dark avenue has a life full of secrets Logics (verse 1) I'm from the land of the sun home of a million and one Cultures that drum to different rhythms but we share the same tongue I call it home some call it escape When I roam I always retrace when left alone she misses my face Holds the memories I thought I erased Cause they're embedded in the clouds they come down when it rains Half way between the city and the country between a shade and a sun beam Part timers and drug kings All trying to hustle trying to put some heavy muscle Behind everything aspiration every hope every dreams Can't let the city crush you everyone will try to touch you When you flip your situation and nonbelievers believe Ya and non believers believe Ya and non believers believe Can't let the city crush you everyone will try to touch you When you flip your situation and nonbelievers believe Chorus Newsense (verse 2) And I'm in tune with it the city's heart beats slow I can feel it cause the streets got a concrete pulse Watch my feet grow roots I stand so solidly Buildings keep growing like time-lapsed photography Scrape the sky scratch Heavens belly Come to the city of God and catch seven deadly Sins its like chaos with electric heat And dead at night the city lights give me restless sleep Pardon me its hard to be Within arms reach of where you really think you ought to be Trying to be at the top part of me wants to stop Curiosity killed the cat ignorance ate him alive So I'm going to keep wondering why till the day that I die But I'm staying alive that's my echo in these city walls Ringing forever or at least until these buildings fall Chorus Logics (verse 3) Cuban princess Mr. Business Mrs. gets rich quick on lottery tickets Those out kicking those out copping Those living under bridges smoking rocks and Non stopping pop locking Corporate kiss ass on the search for stock options Ravers clubbers hip-hop lovers Forced underground cause we ain't trendy this summer Runners readers leaders believers Teachers yelling out freedom for seekers City made of secrets walls made of silence Sun comes down traffic starts piling Chorus