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I'm from a big city
Grew up on asphalt
Sometimes it gets to me
And I need to revolt
Go out to the country
Just to know how I feel
Then go back to the city
Just to know that it's real
Cause I've found the truth
Hurts more when it's real
Alone in a big city
It's the best way to heal
Cause when i go running
hide my soul on the plains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the big city jungle
Caught more then my eye
I've seen most my friends crumble
Under neon light sky
We stay lonely together
Some moved out of town
But I'll stay here where I know I
Got stuff to blame when i'm down
Cause I've found the truth
Hurts more when it's real
Alone in a big city
It's the best way to heal
Cause when i go running
hide my soul on the plains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Go out to the country
Is like a drug to me
A little bit makes me happy
Feeling strong and free
But it dulls my senses
And I forget all the pain
Oh, and the hurtin remains
Oh, the hurting remains
Cause when I go running
hide my soul on the plains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains"
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Songwriters: Malin Pettersen
Big City Jungle lyrics ©
I'm from a big city
Grew up on asphalt
Sometimes it gets to me
And I need to revolt
Go out to the country
Just to know how I feel
Then go back to the city
Just to know that it's real
Cause I've found the truth
Hurts more when it's real
Alone in a big city
It's the best way to heal
Cause when i go running
hide my soul on the plains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the big city jungle
Caught more then my eye
I've seen most my friends crumble
Under neon light sky
We stay lonely together
Some moved out of town
But I'll stay here where I know I
Got stuff to blame when i'm down
Cause I've found the truth
Hurts more when it's real
Alone in a big city
It's the best way to heal
Cause when i go running
hide my soul on the plains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Go out to the country
Is like a drug to me
A little bit makes me happy
Feeling strong and free
But it dulls my senses
And I forget all the pain
Oh, and the hurtin remains
Oh, the hurting remains
Cause when I go running
hide my soul on the plains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains
Oh the hurting remains