Текст песни
It feels like we re kids again, alone in the city with you, rebels on the street
stone blue veins on the back of your hand reaching out
alone in the city with you
bruises on our knees
alone in the city with you
Roaming concrete jungle gyms, but this time
tell my secrets to my best friend
Roaming concrete jungle gyms, alone in the city with you Kids, you re my best friend
It feels like we re kids again, you re my best friend
Alone in the city with you, it feels like we re kids again
The innocence is lost, it feels like we re kids again
it feels like we re kids again
it feels like we re kids again
Alone in the city with you, home alone but this time mom s not coming home
you re my best friend
You re my best friend, no money in these pockets
Alone in the city with you, alone in the city with you
Mouths in our eyes, we re just kids fucking up flats
No money in these pockets, you re my best friend
Swallowed by the lights, dilating pupils they gleam and they grow for you, just you in the city with me