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Wake up! This is an alarming sound!
You don't own your life anymore,
Of course, you did everything you could,
You console yourself with this thought.

Only those who live well are those who are under the thugs,
They have closed their circle securely,
They charge a large entrance fee,
But they will not save you from a life of torment.

And you stand alone on the side of the road,
You see how the elite of the city lives.
See how the others serve,
And it seems that life is not so lived.

You know, they never fall down,
If the back of them will always be intact.
And you can cling to the ledge,
But you won't be very valuable to them.

Be careful with your words
They don't feel sorry for you.
Who is the enemy and who is the friend?
These people are lying to you.

Stop letting the "elite" live,
It's time to create your own place in the sun.
It's time to subdue the "elite" of their speed
And hit them with their own method.

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