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I was left to my own devices
Many days fell with nothing to show
And the walls kept down
In the city that we love
roll the hills
Bringing from above
But if you close your eyes
it almost feel like nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost you've been before
How am I be an optimist this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We caught up and lost
In all of our vices
In your pose as the dust
Settles around us
And the walls down
In the city that we love
Great roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you eyes
Does it almost like nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
it almost feel like you've been here before
How am I be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist this
Oh, do we begin
The rubble or our sins
Oh, do we begin
The rubble or our sins
And the kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great roll over the hills
Bringing from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel nothing at all
Many days fell with nothing to show
And the walls kept down
In the city that we love
roll the hills
Bringing from above
But if you close your eyes
it almost feel like nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost you've been before
How am I be an optimist this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We caught up and lost
In all of our vices
In your pose as the dust
Settles around us
And the walls down
In the city that we love
Great roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you eyes
Does it almost like nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
it almost feel like you've been here before
How am I be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist this
Oh, do we begin
The rubble or our sins
Oh, do we begin
The rubble or our sins
And the kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great roll over the hills
Bringing from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel nothing at all
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