late at night and i'm walkin the street
right behind me cops on my beat
i look ahead and i want to run
i want to shoot them but i have no gun
i said, what ever happended
to the life that i was once
i am afraid but i don't understand about it
why do these hard times keep crawling up on me?
well i don't know!
late at night and i'm lying in bed
some crazy thought are runnin through my head
i'm not sleeping and i don't know why
i know that soon my story won't fly
i said, what ever happended
to the life that i was once
i am afraid but i don't understand about it
why do these hard times keep crawling up on me?
well i don't know!
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