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pack your things i'll lie in bed
picture frames stay emptying
i'll ride the subway with you all night
squinting through the morning sunlight

new york city is off the map
these walls know i want you back

you don't want us, that's a shame
the city don't want us anyway

the city don't want us anyway

tell me why we suffer
tell me why we suffer love

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