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Pro-Pain - Box City lyrics
Once there was a promise A promise made to me That if I keep working hard My dream would come to be Built a future with my hands Was punctual, met demands Then suddenly tragedy If the system keeps fuckin' me I'm going back to the box city If patience is a virtue Then I am a saint Beaurocracy in motion Sir You're going to have to wait It takes a buck to make a buck And those with none I guess are fucked So we were never really free This winter is killing me I'm trapped out here in box city |
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