Jam Blacky - Pis Fakir

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.

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[Verse]
Steady on the grind, gears squeak, rust moan,
Chasin’ every crumb, stack it high, break the stone.
Dust on my kicks, pavement kiss my toes,
Echoes in the alley where the streetlight glows.

Cracked concrete, dreams seep through the gaps,
Blueprints in my mind, scribbled over the maps.
Rats in the shadows, tails flick like a pen,
Scripting every move till the clock strikes ten.

[Chorus]
Grinding, grinding, never see the end,
Back against the wall, still I never bend.
Grinding, grinding, till the gears all blend,
Pushin' through the fire, call it self-defend.

[Verse 2]
Chain-link fences hum songs of the night,
Siren serenades mix wrong with the right.
Got a pocket full of change, head full of plans,
Broke watch on my wrist, still I’m takin’ my chance.

Echo chambers, whispers bounce, ricochet,
Every word a spark, watch the steel decay.
Paint peeling, walls tell tales of the past,
But I’m etching my name, make the story last.

[Chorus]
Grinding, grinding, never see the end,
Back against the wall, still I never bend.
Grinding, grinding, till the gears all blend,
Pushin' through the fire, call it self-defend.

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