.(lebon, rhodes, taylor)
Walk the edge of america.
A concrete beach to scrape my head,
Inside the subway stinking fear and shame becomes the violent breath.
Vigilantes out on dawn patrol, but now there's nothing left to hide.
I'm just a number on the metal fence which ma.
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