Lyric

Kicking through trash on a street with no name

Beat-up guitar, busted dreams

Still chasing ghosts, whatever that means

NYC—clouds block the stars tonight

Nobody’s talking, nobody cares

Duct-taped sneakers, empty stares

Lone clown in a subway, no one’s laughing back

Game over

Gods moved on, left these shadows behind

Lost souls—half awake, clutching dead-end hopes

The city keeps running, but we just fade into static

A stairway going nowhere

Paradise got evicted, greed killed the lights

Broken toys everywhere

Cracked dolls stare through glassy eyes

Yesterday we played lovers, swore we’d never change

Acted out forever in a world that was fake, anyway

Now all the parts are left behind

Rip the script up, it’s just another lie

We’re marionettes with cut strings

Repeating lines nobody remembers

Trying to rewind a day that’s already burned

Just stuck in the scene, going nowhere fast

This story ended before it peaked

Just ashes of a dream, smoke in the street

No shape, no sound, no future

Just empty rooms with burnt-out lights

No shape, no sound

Clouds swallow the city

Shout “let there be light”—but the echo’s gone

All that answers is the wind off 5th Ave

Wasn’t light supposed to mean hope?

Here, it’s just white noise

Blurring the skyline, swallowing tomorrow

So I sing for nobody

Last broken doll on a cracked-up stage

Strings gone, voice shot—but I won’t quit

Not till the city forgets my name