Don's City of Boredom

Yeah…
Everyone knows what he does when he does this thing all day, Don
But I know, that he tries to wash his pain away, Don
Looking at you 'till you do something blinded
But Don is livin' in the city of pretending
Where everyone has to make himself a name unless you’re nothing
Don is livin' in a city full of boredom
Where everyone’s talking 'bout you
But it ain’t really you
Everytime he hit that guy in the face
He swallows his pain and calls his friends
I did it again, now I can’t stop cryin'
I’m lyin'
To my mother, my dad, my brother, my sister
It hurts so bad
I’m sick of pretending to be the one
That everyone is afraid of
But Don is livin' in the city of pretending
Where everyone has to make himself a name unless you’re nothing
Don is livin' in a city full of boredom
Where everyone’s talking 'bout you
But it ain’t really you
But Don is livin' in the city of pretending
Where everyone has to make himself a name unless you’re nothing
Don is livin' in a city full of boredom
Where everyone’s talking 'bout you
But it ain’t really you