Blackened Cities

Blackened cities Rumble Strangers stroll and lovers stumble Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies All we do is work All day long All our hours we Waste away The world shatters close behind Nature argues another way Nature argues another way Goldjunkies Addicted to greed Addicted to greed Addicted to greed Addicted to greed Addicted to suffer Addicted to greed Addicted to tougher Addicted to breed Addicted to greed Addicted to breed Addicted to rougher Addicted to greed Addicted to greed Addicted to suffer Addicted to suffer Addicted to greed Addicted to greed Addicted to rougher Addicted to rougher Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Digging deeper Some gold Some gold Blackened cities Rumber Strangers stroll And lovers stumble As I walk on from place to place My long shadow won't leave a trace Greed and power may prevail No you won't find me trapped in this jail No you won't find me in any jail Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies I keep singing above hard ground All this sorrow all around Too many smiles and kisses hit and run Nature argues another way Nature howls a new day Nature howls a new day Nature howls a new day Nature howls a new day Blackened cities (goldjunkies) Rumble (goldjunkies) Strangers stroll And lovers stumble We're digging deeper We're damn deep We're digging deeper We're damn deep We're digging deeper We're damn deep We're digging deeper We're damn deep Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies As I walk on from place to place My long shadow won't leave a trace Greed and power may prevail No you won't find me trapped in this jail No you won't find me in any jail If you feel a breeze it might be me I might pass this way to set you free You may choose to grasp and blame You'll feel a breeze I might be gone You'll feel a breeze I might be gone Might be gone, might be gone Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies Goldjunkies I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone If you feel a breeze it might be me I might pass this way to set you free You may choose to grasp and blame You'll feel a breeze I might be gone You'll feel a breeze I might be gone I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone