Metro

Welcome to the city of this masquerade where
you can find the realist in this fake charade.
You can see the sky scraped, flooded with
codes making you reminisce from the life
you chose.

Ones and O's.
Stuck in a rut with no air to breathe.
Ones and O's.
Dollar bills ruling everything around me.

How can we breathe in the city that
never sleeps?
Have we become a victim of the obsolete?
How can we dream in the city that
never sleeps?
How can we bleed for this city that's bittersweet?


We stand up higher than they can build.
We rise up and let the city know.
We stand up higher than they can build.
To open up the skies to count the stars as we
sleep tonight.

The rats in the streets playing hide and seek.
While these motherfuckers looking for a
way to eat.
To live to breathe, or breathe to live is nothing
more than your means to live.
Nothing more than your means to live.
C.R.E.A.M.
Suits and ties with cuffs and stripes.
Open up and there's nothing inside.

We stand up higher than they can build.
We rise up and let the city know.
We stand up higher than they can build.
To open up the skies to count the stars as
we sleep tonight.

One in this million.
One in a million.
We are the reckoning.
One in this million is all we are.
One in a million is all we need.