Liberty?, i know her sister

Where i live i pass the staue of liberty everday, i walk out my door and there she is
its a view people dream of and frame to put over their ugly couch
she might as well be an old friend to me that ive’ known all my life
an old friend that i would cross the street or duck down an alley to avoid these days though
her promises of liberty are lined with sleepy lies and promises of hope
a beauty you have seen at the end of the bar through the bottom of those pints numerous times
we all know
there is no smile and there is no smile in there for you
only the chosen few get to know her
as kids she was the best girl
now
the tired wretched refuse of her teeming shore
is you
this pub is all full with only glimpses of those eyes youve’ always known
swallow down the drink and laugh at the thought
shes just another lying bitch who blends into the betrayed walls of this fucked overthrown city
until you see her again

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