Living in these streets
Sigh*
Okay,
Tomorrow is another day,
Just go to sleep, then press play
Out here you don't know what to expect
According to society you're just a reject
It's a constant struggle to be in these streets
It's hard not to feel defeat
They say good things don't come easy, you have to work hard
But when the odds are against you, it's like you got a bad set of cards
No way out
It's like your destiny has got it figured out
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