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
No access for the wicked To my heart destroyed The fact I am still breathing Don`t bring them any joy No matter they will try to see it To ...
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