Lyrics

I see her faces
No friends between them
Here lies the lack of trust in truth their hearts are bleeding
And I have struggled
With many feelings
Trapped inside a concrete jungle with glass ceilings
But I wont go down
Without a fight
Its what matter now
I wont play these old games
Taking risks for gold chains
Trying to make my own flames
Struggling in the city...
Cause making love just ain't fun
when your hearts left undone
Makes for such a sad song
Struggling in the city..
Struggling in the city...
The self belief has,
Driven me forward
The street were paved with gold until I threw upon them
And I've worked harder
Than all those before me
The luck of being deceitful I wish she was outraged
But I wont look down without a fight
Its so massive now
I wont play these old games
Taking risks for gold chains
Trying to make my own flames
Struggling in the city...
Cause making love just ain't fun
when your hearts left undone
Makes for such a sad song
Struggling in the city...
Struggling in the city...
I wont play these old games
Taking risks for gold chains
Trying to make my own flames
Struggling in the city...
Cause making love just ain't fun
when your hearts left undone
Makes for such a sad song
Struggling in the city...
Written by: Emre Ramazanoglu, Jamie Michael Bradley Reddington, Patrick Green
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