Hold On. I Have It!

We race
to the death of our lives
We race
for the thrill
We race
in spite of ourselves
We race
to Kill
The time off our hands
to Kill
The pity
to Kill
The feelings we don't want
to Kill
This City
is draining our reserves
This City
is dull
This City
is waiting for you now
This City
is....

Damn. 

I lost it this time.