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Published on Apr 3, 2010
I see the people walking down the streets at night And they all look like they long for a fight It's like a dream where everybody is for sale In a country where there angry and the sky is pale We always want something more, then we want it all So you can go back to your life, if that's what it's called It's such a terrible fate to be young and ugly To be faced by so much uncertainty You'd better keep your sanity
Bright lights go up Big city come down
All this confusion gives you notions of self destruction So you think of something that may keep us together He may be black, he may be white But they don't need to fight In a city where there's too much violence already Look at the sky it's dirty, and it's gray and filthy And today looks just like yesterday You ask yourself how long can a bad thing last When we are sodden to our knees with so much strife They say it's meant to change your life
I see the people walking down the street at night And they all look like they long for a fight Just like the old man said: "What are you gonna do with your life?" Never the bright lights