There was truth, there was consequence, against you.
A weak defense, then there's me.
I'm 17, looking for a fight.
All my life, I was never there just a ghost, running scared.
Here our dreams are made, the one.
Lost in the city of angels
Down in the comfort of strangers.
I found myself in the far brawn hills.
In the land of a billion lights.
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