Cyber city sits vast up above
Condemned by me with no love
I see the bright lights shining though
From My dark junk yard and its Graveyard view
That world above ill treats me
I the king of street graffiti
Below in my Yard I roam free
Respected by my community
A large neon sign displays my name
A wanted Man with no aim
Life at Cyber City would not suit me
I'd rather survive among the debris
The Bounty Hunter with no face
who's known to all and on my case
He stands upon his rusted automobile
His weapon a blade of tungsten steel
The crowds above shout my name
They fill there lungs and proclaim
They will offer a way to help me
Waving signs to set me free
A blinding light sets him aflame
As the people cheer and chant my name
A large neon sign displays my name
A wanted Man with no aim
Life at Cyber City would not suit me
I'd rather survive among the debris
The message is clear so to no one trust
Graffiti looks good on cars that rust
The folk make me the star of their show
But really I'm a Teen in this Junk yard below
Helping to keep all spirits high
Spray painting walls while they are still dry
One day I am certain that I will be caught
As Bounty hunters cannot be bought
They will have me arrested and I will be charged
Caged in a cell with heavy armed guards
A large neon sign displays my name
A wanted Man with no aim
Life at Cyber City would not suit me
I'd rather survive among the debris
Looking out now for downtrodden friends
The Lost souls without parents
Family or kin
I continue to spray the truth on these walls
And hope that one day we can stand tall.
A large neon sign displays my name
A wanted Man with no aim
Life at Cyber City would not suit me
I'd rather survive among the debris
Curfew Curfew Its Curfew time
Back to your Homes Get back in line
Curfew Curfew Its Curfew time
Back to your Homes Get back in line
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