Texty: Kill The Young. When The Sun Dies.

I want to live in the city
I'll escape all the small minds
These are the ones who have hurt me
So I'll climb and I'll climb now
See my reflection
You're all I have now
See my reflections
They're all and they're all I haveWhen the sun dies
Where will they all hide?
I want to move from the country
Live a sin and a lie then
Nobody ever believes me
You tried to call me a cynic
But I'd say I'm realistic
You are the ones who have hurt me
I want to live in the city
See my reflections
They're all I have now
See my reflections
They're all and they're all I?When the sun dies
Where will they all hide?
When the sun dies
Where will they all hide?
I'll be watching you
When the sun dies
Where will they all hide?
You know I'm not that kind of person, you know I'm not that kind of man
I'm just rooted to this one spot. You know I'm not that kind of man You know I'm not that kind of person, you know I'm not that kind of man
I'm just rooted to this one spot. You know I'm not that kind of man
They don't care