Last ticket go-kart into the golden city
Knees are trembling tonight but you're looking oh so pretty
We have the loosest slots around, I'll be damned if you don't win
You want angels in your blood, angels under your skin
Beg for mercy the adrenaline is cheap
Break me out now before the poison seeps
What are your regrets?
I need another breath
City rat in a city cell
ШЛА САША ПО ШОССЕ И СОСАЛА СУШКУ
Do you hear the sirens calling out to put down your arms?
Do you hear the wind scream, "no one survives on this side of the wall"?
I am the rotten son, you are separating concrete
Cold pavement bash and beat, I am stale meat
Give me freedom I need a liver I need a spine
Roots of false pride I swallow your flag since you spit on mine
You don't need me
You thrive on the fumes of the city
Deprived of all necessities, I live in a bath of self-pity
Not everyone gets to leave, it's a privilege kept for those with plenty
Sacrifice your beliefs, or be the cancer in your family
What are your regrets?
I need another breath
City rat in a shitty shell
ШЛА САША ПО ШОССЕ И СОСАЛА СУШКУ
Do you hear the sirens calling out to put down your arms
I need a distraction, I need a refraction, I need something to put me to calm
I got a secret that I keep up my sleeve and it hurts me when I breathe
It haunts in my dreams
It kills me in my sleep
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