City Of Gray Electronica - Swing

No glow anymore,
Above the city
People change and leave,
That's a pity

Houses get greyer,
Light them on fire
Humans are shyer,
I curse everytime I come
There ain't no fun, no more

Poor, poor city
Empty as a bottle after the night
Painful more than vampires's bite
Empty city, empty in side
I hate it everytime I come
There's no light no effort
To make things right