the district sleeps alone tonight - frank turner

Smeared black ink
Your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening to
Last demands
And I'm staring at the asphault wondering
What's buried underneath where I stand?
Wear my badge
Vinyl sticker with big black letters
Adhering to my chest an'
Tells me where I am
I am a visitor here
I am not permanent and
The only thing keeping me dry is
It seems so out of context
Go to the apartment complex
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that I'm just visiting
And I am finally seeing
That I was the one worth leaving
That I was the one worth leaving
And the district sleeps alone tonight
After the boys turn out the lights
And send the autumn swerving
Into the lonliest evening
And I am finally seeing
That I was the one worth leaving
That I was the one worth leaving
That I was the one worth leaving