I Wished You Were Dead That Night
Where A Rotten Rat Corpse Caught My Sight
Cats Would Fought On Things You Laugh About
So I Step Of The Curbs That Were Dirtier Than I Thought

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Clouds Were Bold And Grey
So I Stopped By A Mosque And Pray
But Sky Were Cold And Grey
So I Stopped By A Mosque And Pray

I Could Feel The Street
I’m Not Scare Of Things That Once Had Shiver My Feet
And Lads Would Fought On Things You’d Laugh About

So I Step Of The Curbs That Were Dirtier Than I Thought