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The little boy is moving down the street of no return He says I'd like to see the city of the narrowminded burn This place is like a prison now let me approve The world is closing in it's getting harder to move People pass by on the street They look down but I swear Their eyes are irongrey II sure felt rejected and judged And I sure felt betrayed Your laws, your moral, your ethics and your sins Everything comes back to where it all begins Oxblood boots, motorcycle jacket, broken heart and a fist I'm leving for the place where the hospitality is I wanna move cuz This place ain't my home A lifetime's a pretty long time When you're all alone