The AC in the room is broken
It’s always summer here
Cigarettes and Coronas lay around
No one’s future is clear

Crooks roam the alleys
Outlaws rule the streets
This is the heaven of Hell
This is where the devil’s heart beats

No one cares about your anxiety
Your depression will only get you killed
This is no place for the sensitive
Unless you want your grave filled

We prefer it that way
It makes life much easier
Here you are what you are
No one cares about who you were


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