City Sickness

I'm crawling, I don't know where to or from

The center of things from where everything stems, is not where I belong

I have the city sickness growing inside me

So this is where I ran for freedom where I may not be free

I have these hands beating with love for you

You're not here to touch

Sent you away, what else can I do

When I need something that much?

I'm hurting, babe, in the city there's no place for love

It's just used to make people feel better, it's not like us

I got this sickness as I got off the train

Now it chafes away at my heart, until nothing remains

I have these hands beating with love for you

And you're not here to touch

Sent you away, what else can I do

When I need something that much? That much

I'm okay afterwards, afterwards lasts for minutes only

I'm okay during, you kind of fill up my mind

It's just that, before may last forever

It's just that, before may just fuck my mind

I have these hands beating with love for you

And you're not here to touch

Sent you away, what else can I do

When I need something that much? That much