City of Los Angeles 2002
The scum fill the streets
While the punks are getting glued
One more empty day and one last fix
The disease is spreading
While the hookers turn their tricks
I know thereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's more, more then this
My life wont be wasted thereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's more than this
An empty life An empty day
One more debt I have to pay
More than just come what may
More than just wasting away
ThereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's got to be more
ThereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's got to be more
ThereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's got to be more
More than this
Another homeless man lays drunk in the street
HeÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's plastered every day
And heÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's plastered every week
And in an ally close by
A young girl is raped
Her virginity is stolen
And her purity dismayed
More, More then this
Then, More then this
This, More then this
ThereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's gotta be more
More than this
I know our lives here
ArenÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ't even worth piss
ThereÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's gotta be more than this place
More than just the human race
Gotta be more