The city knocks you down
You can’t breathe around
A feeling you can’t get rid of
Living life just seems so tough
Breathe, breathe little soldier, I feel your pain
Money is not the game not even the gain
And when fear shows up
You little soldier grow up
Don’t back down, stand your ground
Life is an outbound
The heart of Venus and the strength of mars
Remember, purpose only matters when you shoot for the stars.
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