It’s A Long Way Down (Part II)

[Verse 1]
Brain rug roth from faking too slow
Please, turn your killing lights down low
Mean down on the corner, traditional swing
All just to see the condition of things
Skyline smeared as the sunset bled
Upon the spiders caught up in their own webs
Twisting, turning, pull the thread
Try reasoning with switchblades that ain't been fed
Quite frankly, I'm broke, I've had enough to choke
What would I care, but they send the city up in smoke
The neighbor's television set illuminates his room
And he stares out there into the starry eyes of doom
Street light flickers on the weeknight sinners
Serpents search a person for a three-bite dinner
Picture that, tell me it's really just the wind
As the night comes crawling, calling me again

[Chorus]
It's a cold, cold city, (it's a cold cold city)
And a long way down (it's a long way down)
It's a cold, cold city
It's a long way down (to fall down)
It's a cold, cold city, (it's a cold cold city)
The citys getting colder
As I, I make my rounds

[Verse 2]
Grab hold of something tight while the red room spins
You can sink, swim or laugh at those that jumped in
Cursive on the car wreck rust that bites metal
Scavengers see passengers through blood type yellow
Dust might settle and the sky resumes falling
The nature of the faded yellow paper makes these walls ring
C'mon, convince me that It's really just the wind
As the night comes crawling, calling me again
C'mon and convince me, it' just the wind
As the night comes crawling, calling me again