Fake City, Real City

You cut your thumb with a shard
An empty talisman gained
Let the money bleed out
And see what’s after Sunday
Funny how it turns out
But it’s not much under the surface
I’m a lonely insect
Keep it coming right back
Keep it coming right back
Keep it coming, like that
I know just what you need
I know just where you’re headed
You’re a head-on collision
With a perfect precision
It’s all been planned and counted up
'07, take my number, if you’re after that
Take one train, another dimension (MI6)
I don’t think you need to mention
Fake city, real city, false city
You cut your thumb with a shard
Let the money bleed out
Funny how it turns out
Fake city, real city, fake city
You cut your thumb with a shard
Let the money bleed out
Funny how it turns out