Box City Lyrics
A promise made to meThat if I keep working hardMy dream would come to beBuilt a future with my handsWas punctual, met demandsThen suddenly tragedyIf the system keeps fuckin' meI'm going back to the box cityIf patience is a virtue Then I am a saintBeaurocracy in motionSir You're going to have to waitIt takes a buck to make a buckAnd those with none I guess are fuckedSo we were never really freeThis winter is killing meI'm trapped out here in box city
Pro-pain Box City
