New York

Lying on the concrete floor
The friends around me, four concrete walls
The silence inside doesn’t tell the truth
Outside people i don’t know
Tell me what they’re waiting for
I close my eyes that i won’t see
Swears in the name of crusifix
Squeezes his talisman for kicks
Too many people think too many different things
Chaos, all insanity
Measuring the pain from me
Lying here, can’t do anything
Unsatisfied with human rights
My mind just filled with those dark sights
That you spread now on TV
What’s the impression you wanna hide?
Blessed be the icon of our times!
So let’s stay indoors, beware of the dark
New York
New York
New York
I don’t like to see your place
Living in unbalanced embrace
Behind the smile it feels unsafe
Without knowing what you praise
Someone’s just telling how it is
And people swallow that peace of shit
The times, they have not changed at all
What’s the impression you wanna hide?
So blessed be the icon of our times!
Let’s stay indoors, beware of the dark…
New York
New York
New York