• I try to fall asleep
    But I'm kept awake by the cars that softly creep
    The sirens of the fire trucks invade my mind to the point I want to weep
    But, I guess that's just city life.

    In the morning I sit and watch the roads pass me by
    But at the site of the homeless and the hookers, it's better to watch the sky
    Sometimes I wish I could join the birds and fly
    But, I guess that's just city life.

    In the afternoon I stare at the people in the stores
    Teens make out and say I'm eternally yours
    While others simply shuffle around the floors
    But, I guess that's just city life.

    At night I press my face against the window and watch the night owls
    The same couple from the store are fighting with what sounds like growls
    How can a place be this foul?
    But, I guess that's just city life.

    A place full of strife
    Full of kids with switchblade knifes
    But, nowadays places like these are rife
    I wanna go home to mom, I hate city life crying