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Queens to the Skyline lyrics
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Intro
Seventh train screams, Roosevelt shakes, I count my breaths like city brakes. Red-blue suit under silk ties tight, Old webs in the dark, still bite.
Verse 1
Queens kid stare at Manhattan glass, Talk too big, then the moment passed. I joke my fear with a loud “so what?” But my jaw stays clenched when the lights cut. Chip on my shoulder, brick-dust pride, Outer-borough heart, too wild to hide. I swear I’m fine, then I triple-check, Every “maybe” turns into a wreck.
Pre-chorus
My spider-sense buzzin’, it’s my phone, Breaking news in a busy tone. Ten percent slower, city don’t wait, That little gap feels like fate.
Chorus
I’m swinging through a suit and a tie, Trying not to hit the wall tonight. Queens to the skyline, still don’t fit, Responsible panic, I live in it.
Verse 2
Spiders burn bright, short “shop” life, quick, Built for bursts, not decades of grit. Seventy winters in subway steam, Makes every landing a heavier dream. Fans want the knockout, crowd wants blood, Half yell “retire,” half scream “stand up!” I stitch a tear with shaky hands, Laugh it off like I planned the plans.
Bridge 1
Penthouse quiet ain’t street-fight loud, Lonely in a room full of crowd. I miss when villains wore one face, Now it’s smoke and mirrors, every place.
Verse 3
So I trade rooftops for longer games, Boardroom battles, podium flames. Still smell the rain on the Queens-side steel, Still hear that track screech, raw and real. I’m not the kid who could leap all day, But I know the traps, I know the play. If you feel out-of-place like me, You’re not broken, you’re just awake, see.
Chorus
I’m swinging through a suit and a tie, Trying not to hit the wall tonight. Queens to the skyline, still don’t fit, Responsible panic, I live in it.
Bridge 2
Clock keeps talking, I talk back louder, Creaky fire-escape, still climb higher. If fear’s the fuel, I steer the fire, Old wolf grin, same young desire.
Chorus
I’m swinging through a suit and a tie, Trying not to hit the wall tonight. Queens to the skyline, still don’t fit, Responsible panic, I live in it.
Chorus
I’m swinging through a suit and a tie, Trying not to hit the wall tonight. Queens to the skyline, still don’t fit, Responsible panic, I live in it.
Outro
Seventh train fades, but my nerves stay wired, Outer-borough kid, never fully hired. I won’t “thwip” my age into rewind, I’ll own this moment, scars and shine.
Inside the recording
Seventh train screams, Roosevelt shakes, I count my breaths like city brakes.
My spider-sense buzzin’, it’s my phone, Breaking news in a busy tone.
Seventh train fades, but my nerves stay wired, Outer-borough kid, never fully hired.
Excerpts from artist-supplied lyric files matched by title. Lyric sheets may differ from the released performance.