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Born in the middle of an urban warStaying out later than the street lightsIn the days of ancient manThey had to fight to survive, because they had no plan(Chorus)The hieroglyphics on the walls...they tell it all (x3 times)Everyday waking up in the same roomWith six younger siblings who look up to youNot knowing where this day will take youWhere are you going to run to, you don't knowTreating everyday like it were you're last oneHaving nothing in common with the outside worldThe only way to reach them is to spray it on the wallsBecause no listens to your callsFrom the part of town where no one wants to goSurrounded by a border that isn't even thereLiving in a place where there's no regards for the lawRead the story it's tagged up on the walls Aus Songtexte Mania