City Storms - The Cribs

Written by：Gary Jarman/Ryan Jarman/Ross Jarman

There's some powers on the slide

I've been on worry side

But the pressure always ends

We've gone for hours now

Where every second counts

'Cause I won't be around

For too long oh

I'm not scared of the truth

Oh she never heard my call

Stuck in the city storms

Oh stuck in the city storms

Do you remember what it was like

To be electric in the night

And the tears at the dawn

And the moments of calm

I hold you in my arms

But you went close back on

And what can we do

But talk about what it might

Be like when we're there

We change our tune

Oh

I'm scared of the truth

Oh she never heard my call

Stuck in the city storms

Oh she never heard my call

Stuck in the city storms

Oh stuck in the city storms

I'm scared of the truth

Oh she never heard my call

Stuck in the city storms

Oh she never heard my call

Stuck in the city storms

Oh stuck in the city storms

Oh she never heard my call

Stuck in the city storms

Oh stuck in the city storms