Текст песни This City - Digital Summer

Fighting through to haze of another damn day
Remembering who I used to be,
Walking through the streets I was born and raised,
Funny how they'll out live me,
Take a drive down 35th avenue,
Knowing it'll never be the same,
But the stand still traffic on the 202
Tells me some things will never change,
Tell me will I ever change,
Maybe I've already changed.
This city, she cuts like a knife,
Better learn to love the fast pace life,
She's a bittersweet town,
She can break you down.
This city, she sees no rain,
Holds no grudges and knows no shame,
She can make or break a man,
Well this city made me who I am,
She made me who I am.
Countless nights above the city lights,
Where the mountains know my name,
Think about the years gone by
And the memories they contain,
Another day over 118,
Tomorrow's even higher,
But nights like these created me
Here in the city of fire...
Here in the city of fire...
This city, she cuts like a knife,
Better learn to love the fast pace life,
She's a bittersweet town,
She can break you down.
This city, she sees no rain,
Holds no grudges and knows no shame,
She can make or break a man,
Well this city made me who I am.
This city, she cuts like a knife,
Better learn to love the fast pace life,
She's a bittersweet town,
She can break you down.
This city, she sees no rain,
Holds no grudges and knows no shame,
She can make or break a man,
Well this city made me who I am,
Made me who I am.