this city is a dog fight late night at the weekend a broken arrow with my eyes down and my head bent i was walking in a world of plastic souls where money rules give me meaning say the scars on my back are a constellation map i need meaning didnt i warn you of this world of ours now theyre crawling out the woodwork and spoiling all the flowers and all my time picking out the bones for you but ill stall them i wanna walk with the brave give me a good day i wanna feel human i wanna sing in a crowd i wanna live now i wanna feel human i wanna crawl up the classroom walls and free fall from the ceiling i dont wanna live in a cartoon war zone i wanna feel human didnt i warn you of this world of ours now theyre crawling out the woodwork and spoiling all the flowers and all my time picking out the bones for you but ill stall them