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Walking in the
late at night
New York City
in sight
You feel their anger you
You feel their hatefull
Walk a little now
You're fighting for your
As they walk on
A sign that you soon
You've come this far, no turning
We you make it too
Don't expect,
We know, the word
You my turf, insanity
But in place you die
Your life is
Your is tasted
As it down the blade
You didn't it
You take it
You walked the you paid
Your gone
Your clothes they're
You're lying in a pool of
You you're leaving
We watch you
But in place you die
expect sympathy
We don't know the
You my turf, insanity
But in this you die