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Against All Authority

Livin' In Miami

 

Livin' In Miami

(album: Nothing New For Trash Like You - 2001)


He didn't fit in, he always felt rejected
His father him him and made him feel infected
He got a bottle it seemed to take the pain away
Only 15, but he didn't know any other way

Always searching, never felt like he belonged
Always hurting, always told that he was wrong
He left home, the streets looked safer
All alone, except a court of Schaffer

All alone, with no where to go
He feels at home at the punk rock show
And when hes hanging out with his crew

Living on the streets of Miami
He'd rather die than go home to his family
That's what he'll do

He doesn't want you pity
Miami can be a cruel city
Hes always ready for a fight
He doesn't want you sorrow
Don't wanna think about tomorrow
He only wants to make it through the night

He didn't fit in, he always felt rejected
His father him him and made him feel infected
He got a bottle it seemed to take the pain away
Only 15, but he didn't know any other way

Always searching, never felt like he belonged
Always hurting, always told that he was wrong
He left home, the streets looked safer
All alone, except a court of Schaffer

All alone, with no where to go
He feels at home at the punk rock show
And when hes hanging out with his crew

Living on the streets of Miami
He'd rather die than go home to his family
That's what he'll do

He doesn't want you pity
Miami can be a cruel city
Hes always ready for a fight
He doesn't want you sorrow
Don't wanna think about tomorrow
He only wants to make it through the night

Fatto

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