Searchlights cut through out night sky, searching for the sun. sirens scream through the city streets, hurry someone help someone, someone help. O...Over and over it goes...Youd think we deserved a break. Searchlights come out every night, searching for the dawn. same old nights see the same old crime scenes, constantly harming someone. O...over and over it goes...
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