ordinary lies

City streets crying out like banshees
Hes listening to the music in the night
Cursing out the names that said his dreams would never be
Giving into their ordinary lies
Oh, oh - I wont break down
He says, although he knows hes ripping at the seams
Oh, oh - But he knows now
Theyve got him wrapped around their fingertips
Oh, hes wrapped around
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And hes holding onto hope with a glass of moonshine
Drowning in the night as the stars collide
And hes holding onto hope with a glass of cheap wine
And hes holding onto hope with a glass of moonshine
Drowning in the night as the stars collide
And hes holding onto hope with a glass of cheap wine
Oh, oh - I wont break down
He says, although he knows hes ripping at the seams
Oh, oh - But he knows now
Theyve got him wrapped around their fingertips
Oh, hes wrapped around