When I was born
In times of oppression
I couldn't bear
My mother's obsessed
When I was born
In times of agression
I had no faith
Besides your chest
Concrete rage, concrete rage, concrete rage.....
When I was born
In times of agression
I couldn't bear
My mother's obsessed
In a city made of steel
The concrete rage is all we feel
She could have been more of a mother
The dirty whore
A dirty whore called mother
A dirty whore shes my mother
A dirty whore oh mother
Just a dirty whore
Why is she my mother
Faceless people
Faceless masks
Faceless agony
Run, Run
And faceless hearts
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