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Screams in the night, sirens delight |
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Heat, broken glass, satan's bred trash |
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Big city madness, comfort my soul |
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Give me a home where i can grow |
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String of bright lights running up to the sky |
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Throughout the hot night, the cars racing by |
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You know they all see, but most of them pass |
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She drives by my wares, don't hide in your glass wheel |
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Screams in the night, sirens delight |
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Heat, broken glass, satan's bred trash |
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Big city madness, comfort my soul |
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Give me a home where i can grow |
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Sounds of guitars fill up the night |
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Can't make me feel, i said its alright |
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In one hotel bed, you think you can grow |
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If you find a home, please let me know |
