Flat broke on the streets, you were an easy mark. Alone on the margins, a decade lost. You never had a chance at all. The good old days that never were: a bill of goods, spent shells and smoke. You never had a chance at all. You never knew the villains. And now you scream let me out, let me out, let me out. We understand but don't accept. You'll never pay us back this debt. You played your part just like they wanted. The filth has always been inside. You swear, you beg, if only you had known. And now you face this all alone.
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