Black Tears to mask my face, the "law" in this town is a sick sad disgrace.
Why try to get ahead,
when an unreal price is to be paid instead?
Where do you turn when those who are elected to keep you safe,
keep you down, a slap in the face?
Here, this town, where the "law" saves it's own,
but for the rest of us sheep.... squeeze you dry 'till they own.
You try and you try, every hurdle you leap,
just to climb one more mountain... twice as high, twice as steep.
Then just when you thought "Can't squeeze water from rocks"
they will throw you away, behind iron locks.
Now Karma is swift, sometimes it's harsh....
but when I'm done with you.... life's fortunes are sparse.
-LOV-
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