no way out
I made my bed
no other choice
just forge ahead
these rusty bars
that you can't see
will never break
and built for speed
one wrong move
trapped in a cage
my only comfort
is filled with rage
I'd use my teeth
and a hacksaw blade
housewarming present
to the police raid
and I roam these streets
and these alleyways
and I'm lit on fire
in red hot blaze
one wrong move
trapped in a cage
my only comfort
is filled with rage
will not be trapped
though I am hunted
no other choice
just forge ahead
your razor wire
and your billy clubs
don't change the fact
that I'm the one
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