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Cops chase criminals though the subways |
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The less fortunate lie on the tracks |
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It's no wonder they'll amount to nothing |
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They've been told they're just a product of chance |
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Skyscrapers shut the citizens in |
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The rest'll run them to the ground |
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Stripped straight of their dignity |
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Without making a sound |
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Tied to the tracks |
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Belt down the barricades |
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Cuz their lives they tether off time |
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Dead and buried are the proud and brave |
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Convenience and nobility got no reason or rhyme |
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All the zombies in the three piece suits |
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Sucking brains while in cahoots with the deadman cutting corners to survive |
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Steppin' on the faces of those of us still alive |
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War torn media fill the subways |
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They got the criminals tied to the tracks |
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It's no wonder they'll amount to nothing |
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They've been told they're just a product of chance |
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Skyscrapers shut the citizens in |
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The rest'll run them to the ground |
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Stripped straight of their dignity |
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Without making a sound |
