Chose The City - Christian Kjellvander

You know what you want cause you want what you know

And I am deadly afraid of dying in the slow

We drained that ditch on the beach by the ocean

And new life for good old death of devotion

I chose this city and you know it chose me

Now we’re both at a stand-still and I’m the one who must leave

You’ll see a plenty of rings waved around

And if you know about love, you’ll know where it’s bound

And I chose this pity and you know it caught me

Now to run with the movers — nowhere near free