I was living on the edge of a knife
I
21 years of living under the hammer
But there's still
I can't get what I want
Stood up shot down and
High stung tension an American Night
Can't find a friend
It's our daily routine work
To sail the ship on
Do you ever find yourself living in the past
The life
I got a car shining bright as day
Tearing it up
Fighting in the street
The strong survive you'll see
Pacing
Hanging on the corner living on borrowed time
Taking my
Oi Oi Oi
We said Oi
Fucking Oi
We went out drinking one
It's a place where greater men than I have gone
And
Cruisin' down the boulevard where
Chrome was king in the street
Kids standing in the streets
Angry faces and weapons on their
I save all my suffering for myself
I won't share the
In days gone by we chose our side
Showed them
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