Clark Gable

Saw him on the corner of 7th and prospect
His money gone but a crime on his conscience
Nobody knew how his life was so altered
Never saw it coming until the day that he faltered
Even today (even today)
You hear him say
“I never thought this would happen to me
But this is the way it has to be”

In a city of contradiction
In a system thats built on fiction
No one is safe from the power of hate
To destroy what you make
As we take another hit to the face

In a cardboard box he gathers his thoughts as he thinks of the day that it went down
Was it money or greed, or a child to feed, no one knows when you’re coming from this town
You never know (clark gable y’all)
How it will go
When he took his life he made up his mind
He’d rather live alone than with any of their kind