TheCityIsOurs Release ‘Regret About Me’ From Upcoming Album
I’ll be the soul you consumed; you’ll be the salt in my wounds.
I’ll be the soul you consumed; you’ll be the salt in my wounds.
Your silhouette’s all around, it lives inside my head.
Stitched back together it seems, by the evil bride of his dreams.
Cut the lights, face yourself.
Do you wanna feel what I felt?
She sits up high, surrounded by the sun.
Burning crimson red, I was a moth into your flame.
Thoughts not worth their salt, gold in the womb
Just sing a little pop song, and everyone will love you.