Jini

A city's molten gold
 The native rite of desperation
 Affordable and safe
 Words once in love now separated
 Another auld lang syne to your bullpen
 More vacancies my friends
 Let's do this!
 Cracks in wet asphalt
 Stress fractures cave-in to craters
 Structural downfall
 Leaking life
 Dad is a failure
 Everything in this sinking building broke
 The bread-and-butter choke
 Oh, no...
 Jini, Jini, I lost my head
 Can't pay the rent,
 Can't mend the fence
 The life we built in the home we made
 Where ownership it means nothing
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 If we leave, we will never be able
 To return from landlock
 We could breathe within our means
 Stable for the long-term trade-off
 It's only a version of you
 With a distorted world view
 The fear of the unknown
 Imprisons you
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 Jini, Jini, I lost my head
 Can't mend the fence,
 Can't pay the rent
 The life we built in the home we made
 Where ownership it means nothing
 Ownership means nothing
 Our ownership, it means nothing