Oh, the city rain
It floods the city streets
And in my city bed
Out of my fuckin' head
Is it snowing in space?
God I wish I could talk to you
Is it snowing in space?
And all the city snow
Freezes the Chelsea in [???]
It stones the Chelsea girls
It stones the Chelsea boys
Is it snowing in space?
God I wish I could talk to you
Is it snowing in space?
How does your body feel today?
I forgot to ask
Genius in a hospital bed
With briar-patch hair, just isn't fair
Takin' bullets for the team of bad boys, how is it up there?
Takin' bullets for the team,
I really miss you
I really miss you
I really miss you
I fucked you over a million times
I fucked you over a million times
I fucked you over a million times
And you died, you died, you really died
Died, died, you really died
I am going to push them way
Fall into the leaves of the winter trees
Drowning, slowly, lonely, my city of rain
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