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Machine Code Feat. Coppa - Urban Drum lyrics


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Welcome to the city of dogs and cats and
Thieves and rats and streets teeming with
People fiending for thrillers like Jackson
Pied Pipers, streets full of gold
Refined lifers, sweeping the roads
In hindsight it's blinding, mountain climbing
Peak performing, weather the storm
Of people before us, the fallout's enormous

It's awful, an avalanche on plans
Remorseful, living dead where you stand
Stand for days, days turn to nights
Can't cope with the city lights, stuck in the gritty grind
Less than hope, these strobes will cause strokes
Don't rock the boat, take care of your folks
Blocks of stone with a touch of the Midas
The blinded, keep our fingers on the pulse

Have you heard, rhythm is the church where we worship
A world of hurt, this living ain't perfect
We live life by the beat of the urban drum
I wonder how far we've come
Is it worth it, filling all the hours that you're working
You drift away, no one can reverse it
We live life by the beat of the urban drum
I wonder how far we've come

Streets are daunting, walking the gauntlet
Veins are lanes on the way to Damascus
Fear of laughter, breaking the waves
Repetitive as dancing, chanting of slaves
Footsteps are ghost notes pounding the pavement
Underground are the sounds of the basement
Complex harmonies, working steadily
Under the belly of the beast many dwelling in

The high rise, low sky horizons
Inside, alive, the cityscape breathes
There's no reprieve through the air and the trees
No guarantees when you're living under siege
It feeds on fear like ghosts in the night
No hocus-pocus, losing focus
Thrive like locust, the future is hopeless [2x]

Have you heard, rhythm is the church where we worship
A world of hurt, this living ain't perfect
We live life by the beat of the urban drum
I wonder how far we've come
Is it worth it, filling all the hours that you're working
You drift away, no one can reverse it
We live life by the beat of the urban drum
I wonder how far we've come

Avalanche on plans
Living dead where you stand
Days turn to nights, can't cope with the city lights
Cover: Machine Code Feat. Coppa - Urban Drum
  • Samurai

  • Year
  • 2014

  • Genre

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Edited slightly from Coppa's official Facebook page: (source)
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