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Don't you even try to jettison now
This has gone, this has gone as far as i can allow
This ships been sinking with you at the helm
Straight to hell, straight to hell, take a bow straight to hell
The waters red now bring in the sharks
Circling, circling look who's calling the shots
Find a new hit or a brand new drug to get off, to get off, to get off

New york city
You weren't good to me
You held me close and set me free
Big city you made me disappear

I'm addicted to the chances i take
Bigger stakes, bigger stakes makes the pendulum shake
There are no issues with the hands that i've held
I'm all in, i'm all in till the river is dealt
But when the floods come i'll fight up the stream
I believe, i believe i got this gamblers disease
If i had to bet you'd find me back in the van to get off, to get off, to get off

New york city
You weren't good to me
Your faith in me was insincere
Big city
You made me disappear

Take me off this rock you call an island
I'll find a new home, i won't be made an orphan
Take me off this rock you call an island
It's not getting easier
It's not getting easier

New york city
You weren't
Good to me
Your love for me was insincere
Big city
You made me disappear
Yeah, you made me disappear
Don't you even try to jettison now    This has gone, this has gone as far as i can allow    This ships been sinking with you at the helm    Straight to hell, straight to hell, take a bow straight to hell    The waters red now bring in the sharks    Circling, circling look who's calling the shots    Find a new hit or a brand new drug to get off, to get off, to get off       New york city    You weren't good to me    You held me close and set me free    Big city you made me disappear       I'm addicted to the chances i take    Bigger stakes, bigger stakes makes the pendulum shake    There are no issues with the hands that i've held    I'm all in, i'm all in till the river is dealt    But when the floods come i'll fight up the stream    I believe, i believe i got this gamblers disease    If i had to bet you'd find me back in the van to get off, to get off, to get off       New york city    You weren't good to me    Your faith in me was insincere    Big city    You made me disappear       Take me off this rock you call an island    I'll find a new home, i won't be made an orphan    Take me off this rock you call an island    It's not getting easier    It's not getting easier       New york city    You weren't    Good to me    Your love for me was insincere    Big city    You made me disappear    Yeah, you made me disappear