Coming through your district I see the red light on I feel the warmth of the street And I feel the drugs infecting me Don't come screaming Cold words, demands Helpless you cry Each night you pray that tomorrow you won't die You're living, barely breathing Embrace the Dead Raise your hands To the god in the sky That let's you breathe tonight Coming through your district I see the rip lipstick on You sell yourself so cheap Sleep with the night to carry on Don't come screaming Cold words, demands Helpless you cry Each night you pray that tomorrow you won't die You're living, barely breathing Embrace the dead Raise your hands To the god in the sky That let's you breathe tonight You're living, barely breathing You're living, barely breathing You're living, barely breathing You're living, barely breathing You're living You're living Embrace the dead Raise your hands To Christ the Lord That let's you breathe too
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