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Any way the wind blows, it doesn't really matter
'Cause it all just ends the same
But I just keep on giving, while you just keep on taking now
You don't wanna face the blame
The things we try to hide just to make us feel better
And you just keep me waiting while I could take forever
Pulling up in pieces just to put me back together

Cover me in sugar just to get me through the night
Kisses sweet as candy, girl, you know I'll be alright
Jumping off the moon, baby it'll be a time
Chase the New York City skyline

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Cover me in sugar just to get me through the night
Kisses sweet as candy, girl, you know I'll be just fine
Driving at a thousand miles, so I can see the light
Chase the New York City skyline

New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York

Any way the mind goes, it's all just purple matter
But the thoughts just feel the same
And I got no distinction for the moments I've been missing
You won't even say my name

It's been years now, you feel me
Now, what the fuck is wrong with me?
Is it curiosity?
Can you try to help me be
All the things I wanna see?
But you don't seem to care with me
Even if it's ugly, I know you got me good

You got me good
You got me good
You got me good, girl

Cover me in sugar just to get me through the night
Kisses sweet as candy, girl, you know I'll be alright
Jumping off the moon, baby, it'll be a time
Chase the New York City skyline

Cover me in sugar just to get me through the night
Kisses sweet as candy, girl, you know I'll be just fine
Driving at a thousand miles, so I can see the light
Chase the New York City skyline

New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York
New York, New York

Two young kids on the corner block
Two young kids at the corner shop
Two young kids, just a couple of fools
Just a couple of tools
A couple of I-love-you's
A couple of I-owe-you-too
You know I do

You know we do
So sad it's true
So sad it's blue
Or maybe it's black
Or maybe it's the kind that gives a fucking heart attack
And you know that I know
I know how it is

See, my mother tried to warn us when we were just kids
See, my father gone and had one when I was just here
When I was so near
When life is so dear
When minds are so clear
When time is just fear

Two young kids on the corner block
Two young kids at the corner shop
Two young kids, just a couple of fools
Just a couple of tools
A couple of I-love-you's
A couple of I-owe-you-too
You know I do

Writer(s): Taj Hendrix (tash) Sultana

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