Queen Of The Concrete9

limit-breaker

neon code in my veins

never back off

never let me fold

Queen Of The Concrete

run at the red line

run on red

shadow in my hands

skyline from the basement

smoke in the hall

street power

sugar in the wound

teeth in my back

teeth in the crown

teeth in the night

teeth in the wind

teeth in the wool

this is the code of the cold

this that nightlife

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