Corcega - Cities

We’ve been turning our heads every five seconds, chronometrically enough
To know I’ve never met your face
That my fringe is full of sweat and that your iris is stabbing my tongue
Now you’re looking at me as if there was something wrong
And I can’t help to think “is my shirt looking stupid under the luminol”
Stuck with my face between the wave and the mould
Where the eyes are looking cold and you’ve got nothing to say

Cities are always as big as your loneliness
Cities arе always as big as your loneliness
Cities arе always as big as your loneliness
Cities are always

He’s kinda allright she thinks to herself
At least he’s not eating detergent or wearing sneakers with leds
Smile and pretend to hear through the shouts
Hoping it’s not one of his parents’ death that he’s talking about

Cities are boring and so is your social stress
Cities are boring and so is your social stress
Cities are boring and so is your social stress
Cities are boring

Cities are only as big as your loneliness
Cities are only as big as your loneliness
Cities are only as big as your loneliness
Cities are only