City Don't Care کے بول

My tired heart ticks like an electric clock. Heavy on my wrist, wish I could make it stop. I've always waited for you. I've always waited for you. They must have known I was talking in code. Come on, officer. Officer, let me go. Just let me go. I fell off branches and landed on my back. Thought I could take it, but my wings are made of wax. I've always waited for You must have known I was talking in code. Come on, officer. Officer, let me go. All that salt in the air. They just talk and they stare. I'm a tired ghost, barely there. And the city don't care. I must admit I'm a little bit I must admit I'm a little bit I must admit I'm a little bit lost in space. I must admit I'm a little bit I must admit I'm a little bit I must admit I'm a little bit out of place. They must have known I was talking in code. Come on, give it up, give it up. Take me home. All that sound in the air. They just spit and they stare. I am lost, I know. Losing hope, barely there. And the city don't care.