The eyes of the locals
Full of fear of the unknown
When they talk to strangers
The disgrace of the faces
Full of dirt and regret
The hard working labor
I get down on my knees
And bow to the city
I wonder what's keeping you here
This may all be forgotten
Only the name is what remains
So I leave for good luck
If that's what it takes
If that's what it takes
So I won't find
Comfort in this town
Cause all of our memories
Are lost inside your house
It's all such a drag
Pushing this town towards the end
