.Bring it back home, to the angst-ridden street
Pessimistsâ there, judging me
Urban nightmare I travel at night
Iâll get beat down too drunk to fight
When the corporation holds the key, There is no escape
Got to tell businessman , Face to fucking face
No one will protect you.
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