Getting lost in the floods of misery
I don't care
There is nothing about
We have to bury this
It carries us
We are born so free
Like little plants we were breaking through the concrete
This is how we made our way
Growing up on pavements
Running wild in the streets
Our hearts filled
with passion and hope
We had everything
We had everything we need
Colored thoughts between grey walls
With our skateboards we kept grey thoughts away
Colored thoughts between grey walls
With our skateboards we kept grey thoughts away
The home of freaks used to be a shelter for us
A little paradise a place where you could be
What ever you want
How ever you are
What ever you want to be
Push things forward
Running out of time
Big city blocks can't trap souls
That wanna fly
We stand tall
On concrete
With our heads
High in the sky
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