Born in a city with no soul
Cast from iron 'cause they'd run out of their gold
But I've learned to walk on calloused feet
To never feel what was beneath
These streets that sucked and swallowed people whole
Could never find a drink to quench my thirst
And I've starved as my stomach always burst
But I've learned to grab beyond my reach
I've learned to eat with sharpened teeth
To devour all the ideals in my path
You don't have to call this home
You don't have to like being alone
You can say this all is killing you
But believe me you'll miss it when it's gone
I've learned to like the burning in my lungs
And I've beat a path in circles just to run
But I'll always cuss and scream and fight
Even if it's out of spite
Even if there is no getting back
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