One by one the tears fall
always at your beck and call
but this one day you can't control
come back please
release the soul
I never know how you'll react
so never show an inch of pain
pain is weakness and i'm not weak
weakness is fear and I fear no one
raised on the streets
makes you tough
poker face that never leaves
show no fear on those streets
one inch of weakness
and you'll be beat.
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