concrete flowers

i'm running through the city while i'm tryna find myself
and i just noticed all these green-eyed people are only here chasing wealth
so i smell the concrete flowers while i struggle to juxtapose
yes we are both made of thorns me of cactus but you of rose
but if you're not made by the man then you'll die by the knife
and if you're not kissed by the female then you'll never has a life
so as the sun fights through the car fumes he knows he's gonna win
and everyday he starts his battle to warm all these jealous skins
now we're miles and miles away from those dreams you said would pay
while my card declines my day i need to sing for a reason to stay
with you...
you were hanging out your window trying to get higher than the night before
but there's nothing that get's us higher than lying down on your kitchen floor
you stairwell smelt of cheap wine and i could never seem to pick the lock
and all the roaches that ran around were always there more than the city cops
so if you're not made by the man then you'll die by the knife
and if you're not kissed by the female then you'll never has a life
all these taxis keep on passing as they take those souls to war
everybody thinks they're cutting but they'll never hold the saw
now we're miles and miles away from those dreams you said would pay
while my card declines my day i need to sing for a reason to stay
with you...
i'm running through the city while i'm trying to escape the wealth
and i just noticed all you green-eyed people will never find yourself

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