Late at night and i'm walking the street
Right behind me cops on my beat
I look ahead and i want to run (want to run)
I want to shoot them,
But i got no gun
And i said "whatever happened to the life that i was once
I am afraid, but i don't understand about it
Why do these hard times keep crawling up on me?"
Well, i don't know
Late at night and i'm lying in bed
Some crazy thought running through my head
I'm not sleeping and i don't know why
I know that soon my story won't fly
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