A Place I Live

I walk on broken pavements

Where people forget about the dead

And the cigarettes on the floor

Left the living in their beds

The children are only mischief

The parents are children themselves

Maybe we'd be happier

Sentenced to life in hell

I walk on broken pavements

Where the people look the same

It's not okay to be different

So hang your head in shame

There's only room for vulgar

Only space for pain

It's survival of the fittest

But everyone's the same

And people are unhappy

They never were to start

There's not any love

Inside a shallow heart

Where couples meet in secret

When it feels like it's been years

They go expecting happiness

And end in shallow tears