There isn't a safe place for her to go tonight.
She whispers, I ain't going without a fight.
All she ever wanted was to be surrounded by her loved ones.
Isn't this how it all had begun.
She's been walking the streets all night in the rain.
Drop by drop, here comes the blood stains.
It's time she let go of the past.
Hitting the roads pretty fast.
Now this isn't a place for her to rest.
Guns go off, time to bring out the best.
If She's going to make it out alive,
It's time to bring out the knives.
Everyone is struggling to make ends meet.
The road never stops, pitter, patter goes their feet.
The best of the best is yet to come.
Get out of that mess and run, run, run.
Stop the cycle, of boy meets girl
Hold on tight, this is your world.
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