Partially inspired by the "Wild Card" book series, edited by George R.R. Martin
Lyrics:
Not likely to find my way back,
Not going to try, just try to act.
Where is the path?
Closet full of ghosts.
Closet full of lies,
You expected the truth,
I'm not that kind of guy.
Where is the path?
We all stand in line, biding our time.
You haven't got an honest bone in your mouth.
You have the courage to take it down South,
Where is the path?
A hole in your shoes matches the hole in your soul,
Dirty teeth smiling as you take on your role.
Where is the path?
Gun in your hand looking for the line, biding your time.
Villain on the streets wreaking havoc above,
Stay below.
On the streets
Stay below.
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