The Truth Is (This City’s Gonna Kill Me)

Drifting through my solitude
Through these empty streets, I move
Oh, oh
Learning how to not feel at all
Guess nothing really matters now

Can you pour me just a little?
Is there something good in it?
I'm so modern, out of touch
I don't even fake that much

Can you pour me just a little?
Is there something good in it?
I'm so modern, out of touch
I don't even fake that much

I don't even know how to stop
Truth is, this city's gonna kill me off
I don't even know how to stop
Truth is, this city's gonna–

Gonna kill me
Yeah
Gonna kill me
Yeah

Living feels like déjà vu
Same old cycle breaking through
How'd I end up wanting pain
Or just disappear again?
Where's my heart supposed to be?
Feels like nothing beats in me

Can you pour me just a little?
Is there something good in it?
I'm so modern, out of touch
I don't even fake that much

Can you pour me just a little?
Is there something good in it?
I'm so modern, out of touch
I don't even fake that much

I don't even know how to stop
Truth is, this city's gonna kill me off
I don't even know how to stop
Truth is, this city's gonna–

Gonna kill me
Yeah
Gonna kill me
Yeah

Always stitching up my chest
Stitch it up, don't let it rest
Stitch it up, I hide the mess
Stitch it up, I hide the–
Stitch it up, I hide the mess
Stitch it up, I hide the mess
Stitch it up, stitching