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I’m lying on the pavementStaring down the barrel of some fool’s nineThis is my only way to escape enslavementFrom my life, this constant grindI know this could be the end of my life I reach deep into my pocket for my knifeBecause I’m not afraid to roll deepI’ve done it many times beforeStill I find myself about to weepI don’t want to die face down on this gravel floorCause I don’t want to die some ***** lying on the streetI’m never gonna let myself except defeatSo I lunge out, pain shooting up my thighI can feel as my steel slides into his fleshI feel myself start to cryTears added into the meshA mixture of fearsNow a mixture of tearsA mixture of hateNow a mixture of slanted fateThat’s turned upon meA toll that’s once again has taken its fee
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