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The little boy is moving down the street of no return

He says I'd like to see the city of the narrowminded burn

This place is like a prison now let me approve

The world is closing in it's getting harder to move

People pass by on the street

They look down but I swear

Their eyes are irongrey

II sure felt rejected and judged

And I sure felt betrayed

Your laws, your moral, your ethics and your sins

Everything comes back to where it all begins

Oxblood boots, motorcycle jacket, broken heart and a fist

I'm leving for the place where the hospitality is

I wanna move cuz

This place ain't my home

A lifetime's a pretty long time

When you're all alone