Confined in my concrete tomb
Choking on these bus fumes
No escape from the daily race
Neon lights shining in
Permanently imprinted on my face
Loud pounding in my head
Screaming sirens ringing again
Tortured soles wondering the streets
Looking for food to eat
Sun shining through the smog
Wish for fresh air there is none
Shining light and saw hands
Trapped in this world again
Coffee beans some old scene
Shopping mall conforming hoards
In this city you never rest
In this city you are alone
In this city you make a home
In this city you donâ??t want to leave
In this city that was once your dream
This city now your tomb
