crush my calm, oh you Cassavetes
I was sitting tight so quiet quiet
in the dark till the lights came up my heart beating like a riot riot
you poor city of shame ask me what you're needing I'll sell you his name
cos he was the one to send it with truth that's something from someone and Gena Rowlands
if it's not for sale you can't buy it buy it
sad-eyed mogul reaching for your wallet like hand to holster why don't you try it try it
you poor city of shame ask me what you're needing I'll front you his name
cos he was the one to send it with truth that's something from someone and Gena Rowlands