When the streets get old, and my world turns cold
Id rather get away from the city.
Better yet, away from all the PITY.
X take the 10 to the 20, then exit the 35
No thanks, I think ill take a stroll down this path
where I feel much more alive
Kettle One - on the rocks wit a lemon twist.
Give me a cigar, I promise I will make as if I dont exist.
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