The World's Tiniest Violin

Lyrics
The air is poisoning the street You will never get the cedar out of all the air you breathe A lot of people claim defeat You wanna take your rage and go running, screaming on down the street And I'm sleeping in the morning 'Cos the summer sun is boring And I can't, I can't stand the heat We're living in a town with no pity So I'm burning down this city And I'm sticking to my sheets Didactic music from the street Through the art of repetition it can't mean anything Surrender reigns supreme Ideas lost like anchors at the bottom of the sea And I'm sleeping in the morning 'Cos the summer sun is boring And I can't, I can't stand the heat We're living in a town with no pity So I'm burning down this city And I'm sticking to my sheets We're living in a town with no pity So I'm burning down this city We're living in a town with no pity So I'm burning down this city We're living in a town with no pity So I'm burning down this city We're living in a town with no pity So I'm burning down this city It's five in the morning The temperature is falling My head is exploding Synaptic tectonics in motion I hate all the water in the sea When are you coming back to me? The stars above my bed and the light in my head None of them shone as bright as you It's another dreadful song about how you've been away too long This is the worst night I've had to live through
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