I think I had enough of all the follow throughs and set 
ups.
That lead me to the way I feel tonight.
And I know I'm getting sick of, all my mistakes and fuck 
ups.
That made me look into your face and lie.
That say this city always sleeps.
And there's a price for being wide awake.
My heart is blackened, my blood is restless.
Something's are better left forgotten.
And I want to wash it off.
I want to sleep it off.
I want to sleep.
Like this city sleeps.
While the river bleeds, and I know I've had my fill of..
..the lonely streets of this rust belt.
That has me wanting to forget tonight.
The bank of our river bleeds.
And still this city is fast asleep.