City Hell

I came home, yeah, I flew in
I fled the penthouse suite
And shed my snake-suit skin
This isn’t a city
Where is the city?
Supposed to be looking for love
Oh, way out west I was
A taxi picked me up and dropped me off
Whilst he took in her face and her clothes off
In my room, in my room
I couldn’t move on but look at you
My head hit the sink
I really scared him
And worse, I lost a friend in him
I’m not myself when I’ve been caning
It’s been draining
To think I knew a Tring trick
I’m not well, oh I’m not well
I burnt my face in the city
In the city hell
You’ll never know how deep I hurt
I dragged it home so you could tell
That I’m not well
Do you want a piece of me?
Did you think that thing was me?
Do ya think that’s who I wanna be?
None of you can manage me
Do ya think that’s where I wanna be?
Something I don’t wanna be