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the light seeps under the door
into the dark corridor
rain outside my window
a slamming car door
streetlights so bright in the night
somebodies screaming losing their life
in this hostile impolite life
help is coming dogs are barking
keep on going no sense in parking
we are the ones who are walking
suspected of nothing
victims of the hunting
walk fast then start running
hold tight to your money
in the place where it's always sunny
sad faces nothings funny
I hear gargling someone's choking on blood
my feet are slipping from walking in mud
I'm just trying to live my life
please don't take it away from me
I'm just walking in this big city
where the skylines are so pretty
go deeper it just gets too gritty
too much poverty and homelessness
crime and injustice a hot mess
I'm just trying to get there anywhere but here
in this atmosphere what's that aroma it smells like fear
I'm not lost don't need no directions
don't need no police don't need correction
packing heat don't need no protection
I'm not out for crime I just need some time
I need some air and it's out there
I may seem lost but I'm just walking it off
in my old playground where I use to be lost
now I am found what's that on the ground
don't pick it up it'll just pull you down
what's that sound too many rounds
count the spent shells on the ground
is that ketchup time to catch up to the crowd
talking loud acting a fool like rodeo clowns
catch a glimpse of the sun reflecting a gun
I've been walking now it's time to run
