While you walking down street with your broken jaw
It's the last chance to make your father proud
They want it
They need it
They want it
They need it
They feel it

While you walking down street with your broken jaw
It's the last chance to make your father proud
They want it
They need it
They want it
They need it
They feel it


Why they want to catch me?
To torture, to blackmail?
When freedom's disrupted
You know where to find me

In the streets of hate
Anger is your company
The streets of hope
Where people die for nothing
This are the same streets where
You were born and you'll suffer
I'm the one you're passing
So you know where to find me

In the city of lies
(Do they care about me?)
There's no fucking fate
(Or power or money?)
Everyone's a has-been
Only truth is pain
(You up for uprising?)
The city is calling
It needs more distruction
I will burn it gladly
(You know where to find me)
So you know where to find me

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