| Waking up with the roaches and rats
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| Well the cold concrete
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| Yeah it breaks your fuckin' back
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| Through that part of my life
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| And I ain’t ever going back
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| Fuck no
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| Down and out, got nowhere to go
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| Just boarded up windows
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| Where there used to be a home
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| Whoever thought that life could be this cold?
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| Fuck no
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| I can’t let this life get the best of me
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| Hard times
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| Hard times
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| Spit in the face of fear and demise
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| Hard times
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| Hard times
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| Spit in the face of fear and demise
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| Caught a case when I was just 17
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| Locked up and shutdown
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| Only bars in front of me
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| Thinking to myself
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| Is this how it’s supposed to be?
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| Fuck no
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| Dead end lives and dead end streets
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| Is all I ever see
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| Wanna leave but this is all I know
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| Fuck no
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| I can’t let this life get the best of me
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| Hard times
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| Hard times
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| Spit in the face of fear and demise
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| Hard times
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| Hard times
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| Spit in the face of fear and demise
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| Locked up, shut down
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| A life bled dry
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| No hope to be found
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| Welcome to hard times
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| This is a place where all dreams are crushed
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| Work your whole life, it’ll never be enough
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| Up against the wall, running out of time
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| Welcome to hard times
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| Fuck!
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| Hard times
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| Spit in face of fear and demise
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| Hard times
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| Spit in face of fear and demise |