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staying around ?
when?
when you get it?

yeah, sure things.....

over there in the west, you wouldn't make it

why would that happen tough guy?

the ships wont sail home for you out west

the mountains rise up and block out the city

the cabs drove off a long time ago

all these kids, these boxed in kids, they got no chance

the gold rush place out there beyong the lights

where i'm from, no place left to get a honest fight anymore

what makes a fight anyhow?

walking

until the beat skips hands the chin goes looking for help and the corner turns around on the guy and its just you looking at a ghost

look paris in the eyes and ask if she got time for you
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kevin  44/M/california
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