Quezon City

cigarette in hand

flicking ash on parquet

stained wine glasses

broken memories

seen and through it all

damsels on hard bed

hear it all

every night

tied - begging

wanting.  



Oh the pain - is nothing

heart feels the same

Oh the pain - is nothing

the pain

not here in this city

Oh no - not here.



might have to change your mind

not your heart

be true always

to the voice of the city

hear her wail

thin walls exposing

explicit lyrics



ash on the floor

dust velvet pants

broken wine glasses

stained satin  

over and done with

demons on hard bed

hear it all

every night

free – raging

wanting.



might have to change your life

not your heart

be true to her always

turn away

from the noise of the city

the love ain’t worth

the song she sings

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