Viktor - Fort Tryon Lyrics

6 months in the big city and it's not going like my
Vision board said it would
I know I should see people when I get like this but it's
$2.75 each way

Dollar pizza, wounded lion then I finally
Make me leave my bed
At night I run to the hill at fort Tryon and I stand
And make me say to me

I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
And again
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
And again

My forehead on the ground
I love you, I love you
Grind my salt cheekbones
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
And again

I'm ashamed that the little green men in the sky
Can see me from above
And I lay and I let the concrete form
Patterns on my arms and legs

I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
And again
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
And again
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
Til the end