[Verse 1: Jordan Haj, Emma Smetana] The hurry, the money My mother, your mother The big hit, the habit Our night calls, the mornings [Pre-Chorus: Jordan Haj, Emma Smetana] You said this city is mean and cold I'm suffocating I can't breathe at all At 20 I'm mean and old I’m living in a house that ain't no home [Chorus: Jordan Haj, & Emma...Learn More