Из альбома: Left Alone

I run through my city streets
When it's late, dark and at night
Up and the avenues

Where I had my humble start

I run through my city streets
And I can't believe I made it
Out of here I never gave up
And that's why I'm hated

Self made and you can't say nothing
Self made and you can't say nothing
Self made and you can't say nothing
Nothing

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