The road is never concrete
Your wave could be a cold day
More ways like the fire that burns from hell
This is the way of life
No time to think twice
They die first
I am here to see another day
Eating because I deserve the meal
Sleepin on the floor to get the best air
Tomorrows adventure
Survival for another skeem
Another day, a dream taken from me
Everyday i wish i was gone
No guts
Glory road is prevelence
I wake up prepared
Warrior, prey sits outside my door
Trust no one
William K. Butler
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