City Of Stress
By: Tyler Ross
Wake me up, it's the start of the day
I have no money in my pockets and my rent, I still have to pay
Not much grub in the kitchen and the AC is out
My job is shit, but it's a job no doubt
Most around me I could care less for
Their mind's are warped
I don't want them knocking at my door
I'm jaded as fuck living in LA, but I've got to keep it posi
If I'm going to survive another day
It's about time to prove I am alive
I'm just a lone wolf trying to stay satisfied
My path is narrow, but I'll do my best
The walls may close, but I'll prevail in a city of stress
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