Chinatown

A Camp - Chinatown

Every town has a secret heart that beats
In every citizen in underground
I set my clock to a bootleg meter
A broken hand spinning round and round
Im on my way just like every day
To get milk and kerosene
But my reflection in the butchers window
Isnt me
I freeze

This is Chinatown
A state of mind
This is Chinatown
Its just a state of mind

The sky was blue, but I wouldnt know
I was counting cracks in the concrete
I memorized them from A to B
A choreography, a part of me
Its not the future,
Its not the past,
Its not now
The prize will double if you try to look
Them in the eye
Dont ask why

Cause this is Chinatown
A state of mind
This is Chinatown
A state of mind

In Chinatown

Read my fortune in my metro card
Youll see nothing if you search too hard
Read my fortune in my metro card
Youll see nothing if you search too hard