Songtexte Odyssey DC - Napaea

I came here with nothing on me
Who'd have thought that one could leave with even less
Clothes and books, no sympathy
I follow the wrong crowds
You're just another lousy lover lost
That I happened to bump into on the streets
And I know we have grown apart
Odyssey, DC you're killing me
I know April gets pretty but DC you're killing me
Odyssey, DC you're killing me
I know April gets pretty but DC you're killing me
Helter Skelter's at the door saying
'Only tramps like you make dying sound like fun'
Where are the arts? Where are the arts
Among the buildings on Wisconsin Avenue?
And oh, this city swallows us
It preys on souls forgotten in Cathedral Heights
I could've sworn that one was yours
Odyssey, DC you're killing me
I know April gets pretty but DC you're killing me
Odyssey, DC you're killing me
I know April gets pretty but DC you're killing -
Killing me, killing me, killing me
Killing me, killing me, killing me
Odyssey, DC you're killing me
I know April gets pretty but DC you're killing me
Odyssey, DC you're killing me
I know April gets pretty but DC you're killing me
Odyssey, DC you're killing me
I know April gets pretty but DC you're killing -