Power struggle
And suburban hustle
Scared to the core
Of guns and all
Remaining the same
In this life insane
Safes and gold
But habits old
Scared and alone
Afraid of the dark
When you are too late And when I am too far gone When I am bound to sip poison in my blood Every day And when I can`t do anything about it...
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