Everyone wants to be a star, but no one wants to be a planet
Everyone hangs out in bars, where no one is honest
Everyone wants everyone to love them, but no one loves everyone
Everyone wants everyone to love them
But no one no one no one
Loves everyone in Cash City

Everyone has ideas, borrowed from TV
Everyone has their customs, each has their costume
Everyone is an impostor, each is their own hero
Everyone has a poster, of Marilyn Monroe
Everyone wants everyone to love them but no one loves everyone
Everyone wants everyone to love them
But no one no one no one
Loves everyone in Cash City

Sometimes we go out in Cash City, in the towers of boredom
Everyone wants to gain altitude, altitude
In Cash City, in a city that is only beautiful at night
In the begging eyes, everyone dances with their loneliness
Their loneliness in Cash City

Everyone dreams of love, each has their own sex story
And when the day returns, everyone remains disappointed
Everyone does their little number, and dances alone in a corner
Everyone has the same porn dream
Of holding hands in Cash City

Everyone wants to be someone, because no one loves anyone
Everyone wants to be someone, before the bell tolls
Everyone wants everyone to love them but no one loves everyone
Everyone wants everyone to love them
But no one no one no one
Loves everyone in Cash City

Sometimes we go out in Cash City, in the towers of boredom
Everyone wants to gain altitude, altitude
In Cash City, in a city that is only beautiful at night
In the begging eyes, everyone dances with their loneliness
Their loneliness

In Cash City
Cash City
Cash City
Cash City
Cash City
Cash City
Cash City
Cash City, Cash City

Cash City

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