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The little boy is moving down the street of no return

He says, ‽I'd like to see the city of the narrow minded burnâ€

Place is like a prison now let me improve

The world is closing in, it’s getting harder to move

People pass by on the street, they look down but I swear

Their eyes are iron gray

And I sure felt rejected and judged

I sure feel betrayed

Your laws, your moral, your ethics, your sins

Everything comes back to where it all begins

Oxblood boots, motorcycle jacket, broken heart and fist

I’m leaving for the place where the hospitality is

I wanna move 'cause

This place ain’t my home

A lifetime’s a pretty long time

When you’re all alone

The little boy is moving down the street of no return

He says, ‽I'd like to see the city of the narrow minded burnâ€

Place is like a prison now let me improve

The world is closing in, it’s getting harder to move

I wanna move 'cause

This place ain’t my home

A lifetime’s a pretty long time

When you’re all alone

I wanna move 'cause

This place ain’t my home

A lifetime’s a pretty long time

When you’re all alone