Garbage City Lyrics - Will The Guns Come Out - Hanni El Khatib

Our city's made of garbage 

Our city's made of fakes 

Our city's made of monsters who just take, take, take 

Our city's made up of drama 

Our city knows the facts 

Our city's too filthy to get it back, back, back 

But she's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

Our city's made of money 

Our city's made of drugs 

Our city's made of lovers who don't love, love, love 

Our city's made of secrets 

Our city's dirty as fuck 

Our city won't act right unless you play rough, rough, rough 

But she's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

And I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her 

And I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her 

She tried to tell me her secrets 

And she tried to tell me her secrets 

And she tried to tell me her secrets 

And she tried and she tried and she tried 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

She's my garbage city 

And I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her 

And I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her 

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