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walking around the city
leather strapped to my feet
good weed controlling me
whispering for me to leave
feeling like my life on lease
they say i will die before the end of the year
eyes all over me
cant get around in peace
voices so loud riding the train
whispering:
get out
quit
you cant do this
i know they know about me
im not too discreet
this ass gives away my identity
take a trip
ego dead
demons crawling all over me
it is the end
run away, its all i know
im out
i quit
im free
grifter, drifter
this cant be all i will ever be
something more
always more
eat my heart
can you see me?