I think I had enough of all the follow throughs and set ups.
That lead me to the way I feel tonight.
And I know I'm getting sick of, all my mistakes and [bad word] ups.
That made me look into your face and lie.
That say this city always sleeps.
And there's a price for being wide awake.
My heart is blackened, my blood is restless.
Something's are better left forgotten.
And I want to wash it off.
I want to sleep it off.
I want to sleep.
Like this city sleeps.
While the river bleeds, and I know I've had my fill of..
..the lonely streets of [bad word] belt.
That has me wanting to forget tonight.
The bank of our river bleeds.
And still this city is fast asleep.