We're All Just Passing Through: Nobody Picks A Fist Fight In New York City Song Lyrics

Nobody Picks A Fist Fight In New York City


Back down from the doorway of destiny tonight
Cause dare you rest that head
Feeling anything but your 4 white walls tonight

To you, something too good means something to prove
Something too good means something to prove

Your educator was uneducated
He taught you to pass up a good thing
Your educator was uneducated
He taught you to pass up a good thing
And run away

I can't breathe for what you can't see
But somehow to you this all tasted way too strong
Cause you chewed me up and spit me out
With only humiliation to call my own

To you, something too good means something to prove
Something too good means something to prove

Your educator was uneducated
He taught you to pass up a good thing
Your educator was uneducated
He taught you to pass up a good thing
And run away

Your educator was uneducated
He taught you to pass up a good thing
Your educator was uneducated
He taught you to pass up a good thing
And run away







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