

The Street BelowThe Street BelowThe Street Below
How many times had I looked down from the window at the street below? Stuck in my cell, with its cold grey walls, Cold grey ceiling, cold grey floors, And longed to be a part of the canvas below me? Painting colours on the breeze with my mind, Pretending the freezing draught that wrapped around me Was the loving hug of my family. The family that left me. How many times had I been lost in my world, Where insults and rejection couldnt touch me? Some people dream of riches, of fame, of love, All I dreamt for was the street below.
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Hot ShotHot ShotHot Shot
Hot shot, proud girl, wish Id known, How youd turn, out there, wild girl, Who cares, think youre loved? No bond, tired girl, Im sick Of you, do your strut, and a twirl, Cool kid, bad girl.
Gangster, party girl, wish Id known, How youd turn, get away, lost girl, Who cares, think youre known? No fame, dull girl, I hate How you look, like you, think you Have a chance, fake girl.
Slapper, fooled girl, wish Id known, How youd turn, loner, sweet girl, Who cares, think you


AddictionAddictionAddiction
I never do as Im told: When I drive down the road, Full speed, other lane, If I crash, thats a shame! But whats the point in it If you dont go at full tilt? Wheres the fun in anything Without a little bit of gambling?
I keep doing what I will; Im addicted to the thrill! So what if I meet my end? Stayin sane just cant contend!
I sure dont want to die Without a shred of pride. Want to go out with a flash, Leave my mark, make a splash I dont care what the

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Think happy thoughts
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I thought I was talented; until I joined DA
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