Stand up for yourself like I stand up for myselfThat´s
I know a place where all streets endJust a few
Sitting burden on the office chairEmpty mind, empty bank account.
Nothing here to fearNothing here to be scared ofI promise
Picture usWithout looksPicture meWithout clothesI just wanna be loved andMake
Why do we never fit in timeWith the city beatOn
I been waiting for a while but I guess it's
I walk on broken glassI step on dying kingsI see
I believe in the broken heartedAnd I know that your
You need to get someYou need to get some You
I'm on a million dollar tripAnd it's making me sickInfected
Electric I'm not your toyYou're not on my listI'll guess
I don't give a fuckNo matter whatDon't push it it's
I will never run you got nothing on meKGB I
I got my self a secret home far beyond the
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