Could you know me?
Could you understand
All the choices
That I had to take?
Things I had to make in myself
Things I tried to fake in myself just to get on
‘Cause in the city of open
In the city of the fear of missing out
In the city of floating
You make me want to be old fashioned
And in the city of hoping
In the city of the fear of missing out
In the city of playing
You make me want to be old fashioned
Could you feel me?
Know the real me
When I can silence
The violent ego in me?
Could you know mе
Like I’ve come to know mysеlf?
I will need your help
‘Cause I have never been old fashioned
So this is a different kind of nice for me
This is a different kind of nice for me
It’s a different kind of night for me
‘Cause in the city of open
In the city of the fear of missing out
In the city of floating
You make me want to be old fashioned
And in the city of hoping
In the city of the fear of missing out
In the city of playing
You make me want to be old fashioned
‘Cause in the city of open (You make me want)
In the city of the fear of missing out (You make me want)
In the city of floating (You make me want)
You make me want to be old fashioned
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