you must be brave
to walk alone on this street
you take the chance of getting beat
the people here are devils slaves
as i walk this narrow line
i cant help it but
things run through my mind
will i be the one hurt this time
will i be jumped this time
as i near the end of this street
i hear the sound of feet
i begin to walk faster
walking fast i can master
its a dark, dark world out there
and you know its just getting worse
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