| Lyrics
Oh it’s cold, and it’s grim
And you know you’ll never win
Though you try, anyway
Hope to bust through the decay
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This city’s stolen all our chances
Taken the shine off our advantage
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SEND ME A MESSAGE, SEND ME A GUIDE
SOMEONE I KNOW IS, ON MY SIDE
REPOSITORY, LIFE ARCANE
A TALISMAN, STRENGTH I’LL GAIN
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Oh it’s grey, and it’s bleak
And the failure fills the streets
That you pass, as you sink
Towers of oppression closing in
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This city’s stolen all our chances
Taken the shine off our advantage
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SEND ME A MESSAGE, SEND ME A GUIDE
SOMEONE I KNOW IS, ON MY SIDE
REPOSITORY, LIFE ARCANE
A TALISMAN, STRENGTH I’LL GAIN
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Oh it’s home, to the weak
And a caste consumed by greed
There’s a glimpse, a machine
Oiled by sweat and melting dreams
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This city’s stolen all our chances
Taken the shine off our advantage
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SEND ME A MESSAGE, SEND ME A GUIDE
SOMEONE I KNOW IS, ON MY SIDE
REPOSITORY, LIFE ARCANE
A TALISMAN, STRENGTH I’LL GAIN
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