The little boy is moving down the street of no return
  He says I'd like to see the city of the narrowminded burn
  This place is like a prison now let me approve
  The world is closing in it's getting harder to move
    People pass by on the street
  They look down but I swear
  Their eyes are irongrey
  II sure felt rejected and judged
  And I sure felt betrayed
    Your laws, your moral, your ethics and your sins
  Everything comes back to where it all begins
  Oxblood boots, motorcycle jacket, broken heart and a fist
  I'm leving for the place where the hospitality is
    I wanna move cuz
  This place ain't my home
  A lifetime's a pretty long time
  When you're all alone