Dead Skin Sessions - Sad City

We've got nothing left to celebrate
We've got nothing left to celebrate
No nothing left to celebrate in the city

We've got nothing left to light the streets
No graffiti left that looks unique
The colours used are very thin and week
In the city

Sad city, sad city
Well dwells the rejected
Sad city, sad city
The streets are filled with lives neglected

Casualties from a street parade
The addicts of a future day
On the streets they fall and lay around the city

Tattoos that no longer dare to state
The bearer's inner love or outward hate
There ain't nothing left to illustrate in the city

Sad city, sad city
Where the insects are infected
Sad city, where the rats are drowned and their blood injected

Well I'm guilty of all the city's sins and all it's dirty secrets
Well I'm guilty of all the swollen limbs and rolled up notes and leaflets

Sad city, sad city
The truth we hide the street exposes
Sad city, my spirit falls and slowly decomposes

We've got nothing left to celebrate
We've got nothing left to celebrate
No nothing left to celebrate in the city

Written by:
Mike Comber

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