nothing left but the avenue junkies waiting their turn to buy and burn. all day long they come running with crumpled dollar bill and still they never learn (they don't even want to learn). to get there faster, turn the siren on.
wild child has a baby boy. no future, westside allegory. track marks and arguments. it's not a home, it's their last stand. to get there faster, turn the siren on.
from the start, it corrupted and they loved it. the onslaught(it brought), it was a slippery slope. lookout shouts and the cops roll by. five shots ring out into the night. just more of the same. you fall asleep to the sound of the chemical trains.
he heard a song so good he thought he just had to call her. a true beliver
on the receiver. but it's disconnected and she's long gone. to get there faster, turn the siren on.
severed ties and long nights. discount supermarket soundtrack. confirmed your doubts out on baltimore and mount. he went out for bread and milk and cocaine.
steady line of county cars. everybody knows. tunnel vision, it's only business, but these cars are here for a reason.
we all know where not to go. in every city where not to go. in this part of town, it's all about get in line and get the money out. to get there faster, turn the siren on.
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