City Drones

Yeah, your words hurt
But I’m still in control
I don’t have to clock the city drones
Driving full speed down Butcher’s Row
Yeah, I feel used
But I don’t think about the pain
Looking out at the gossamer view
From the balcony on Morning Lane
I can go anywhere
Today can be the first day
And I don’t have to be
Anyone
And isn’t the day good?
Melting like clockwork into my hands
Laid out like a paradigm
And despite ego death, I’m doing fine
It’s the end of the world
But not yet, not today
And I can either stay the same
Or take the chance to start again
And I don’t have to be
Anyonе
I can go anywhere
Today can be thе first day
And I don’t have to be
Anyone