born in the middle of an urban war staying out later than the street lights in the days of ancient man they had to fight to survive, because they had no plan
[chorus] the hieroglyphics on the walls.....they tell it all [x3]
everyday waking up in the same room with six younger siblings who look up to you not knowing where this day will take you where are you going to run to, you don't know
treating everyday like it were you're last one having nothing in common with the outside world the only way to reach them is to spray it on the walls because no listens to your calls
from the part of town where no one wants to go surrounded by a border that isn't even there living in a place where there's no regards for the law read the story it's tagged up on the wallsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
