There's an ocean of faces without any names There's a shortage of places behind golden gates Lost in the city and hoping it'll pay off I need no pity, I find comfort in the chaos I don't need pity, cause I've drived into a precarious town Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down And I'm spinning all around, on the ground, in the eye of the storm I'm spinning, but I like what I found, in the eye of the storm I've been lost at the races, safe in the shade But there's a world that I'm chasing, a life to be made Lost in the city and hoping it'll pay off I need no pity, I find comfort in the chaos I don't need pity, cause I've driven into a precarious town Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down And I'm spinning all around, on the ground, in the eye of the storm I'm spinning, but I like what I found, in the eye of the storm In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm I'm spinning In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm I'm spinning In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm I'm spinning In the eye of the storm I've driven into a precarious town Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down And I'm spinning all around, on the ground, in the eye of the storm I'm spinning, but I like what I found, in the eye of the storm In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm I'm spinning In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm I'm spinning In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm I'm spinning In the eye of the storm I'm spinning In the eye of the storm