Where i'm From - South Coast

Red

Where black & white unite,
It's dead at night, despite the pipe
Communities collide but stand alright
From the end of the tracks down to fishermen's lives
For many it's all,
For some it's all fun

Calmed down to elsewhere, cheek & tongue.

The area's forgotton
Just a dot on the map

Kept on the hush, but shh, some strapped
Outsiders don’t know, lotta poverty
Street trash thrive on lost property.

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