Concrete

There's a scent in the air

I stop and look around

Pretending not to care

What matters now I'm safe and sound

I yearn to stab up on someone(?)

I yearn to [fill] them with gun(?)

I wish I'd be a maze / amazed

Safe and waiting up on the sun(?)

Defeating in the [fill](?)

You have to be wise

Otherwise you'll get your head stiched

You have to pay the right fee

Pretend you don't see

And then like a cage bird

Knowing that you'll never ever be free

Just follow the light you see

Using your energy

Pray for a miracle

Hearing the angels call