» Gem City Trauma

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Dark clouds follow me. The thunder rolls in. And the rain never ends. Cold winds cut me. It chills me to the bone. But it feels like home. A red sun rises. It brings a new day. And the cold in my heart. My heart it melts away. Fire, ashes, phoenix rising. Dead hearts come alive in the gem city. Flat line, all clear, white lights, shock me. There’s trauma to the heart, to the heart of this city. Flat line, all clear, white lights, shock me. We’ll burn this city down just to bring it back. Fire, ashes, phoenix rising. Dead hearts come alive in the gem city. Call 911. Bring me my torch. This fire started right here with us. We’ll burn this down just to bring it back. Fire, ashes, phoenix rising. Dead hearts come alive in the gem city. Deep in my heart. This fire starts. And in my heart this gem will shine. Sick city, dead city, that’s not my city, burn it to the ground. If this city is so dead then why am I so alive? I wish you fucking zombies would open up your fucking eyes. The grass isn’t greener on the other side. Open up your eyes. Maybe you’ll see what’s right in front of you. Open up your eyes. We’re not gonna let you take us down with you.