it's midnight and she standing on the corner her time is $ and that's fucking up the order that's right she's crossing all the borders standing in the shadows there's nothing else for her she doesn't know if she's gonna make it through the night she don't care she's sick and tired of this life a car rolls up so she shakes her ass the best she can 5:00 am in gould's they found her stuffed in a garbage can are you gonna play the roles society wrote for you? don't play the roles never play the roles - he never felt right holding down a 9-5 it made the ends meet but it never made him feel alive he filled his house with everything he could buy but more the possessions filled his house the emptier he felt inside and he cracked he's in a world that all his own he left it all his friends his family and his home it's dark outside now it's cold it's raining and the wind is blowing living in a cardboard shack it's the only thing he calls his own
