A Faith Called Chaos - I Hate This City

We built this town

Bitter lips like cigarettes

Given all she’s got to give

I’m feeling worse cause its

Never enough

Broken hands can only give so much

Wanting trying I hate this city

I hate this city to death

Living loving I hate this city

Hate this city to death

Can’t you feel the heat of this city?

I hate this city

Don’t you miss it?

I hate this city hate hate this city to death

I love it, early morning, missing the sound of

A railroad next door

These cold streets, rush by me in a cadence of

Cold glass and blur

The skyline sings, the asphalt screams

So glad I’m home



I really hate this city