Seems like second slitting
He said this is poverty, down-town on broadway street
Don't walk away
I know what you wanted
I know that you want it, want it
In a third world company
A certain disconnection
I don't really know his name
Don't walk away
He said live in the world not for gain
I met a man on the street
Shit
Well, hell, yeah
Dissipated understanding
Don't walk away
Seems like second slitting
I know what you wanted
I know what you want, hey
You call, I feel a lack of grace
I know that you want it, want it