Testo This City

This city is a strange place
My mind unhinged from warped streets I navigate
Between the truths I sang and the cards that I played
This city makes the strangers all feel safe
With their nudgy hands and tilted face
To them the sights are straight
And when luck strikes two are picked from the pile and saved
Rapture to the countryside as gravity, is every force the same? This city catches me when my insight's tired and all I want is to waste
A tick in endless time and a speck in endless space