Lyric

Neon lights cannot shine into the dark alleys

Behind the glamour lies a broken dream

The footsteps are hurried and no one looks back

There is no fairy tale here, only rules dominate the direction of everything

You try to move forward, but are pushed to the ground by reality

If your fists are not strong enough, you can only become a sacrifice

Behind every closed door, there is a transaction

Winners step onto the stage, and losers are forgotten without a trace

This city will not favor cowardice

To survive, you must learn not to be swallowed up

If you want to climb, you have to step on other people's shoulders

Because pity has never been a bargaining chip for survival

The high-rise buildings reflect the arrogant reflection

Some people are toasting upstairs, and some people are panting downstairs

Luxury cars drive through poor neighborhoods

They say "fair opportunities", but who really believes it?

Rules are shackles for the weak

Those who are truly in power never live by the rules

Morality is priced, fairness is just a luxury

People are used to numbness, because pain has become the background of daily life

This city will not favor cowardice

To survive, you must learn not to be swallowed up

If you want to climb, you have to step on other people's shoulders

Because pity has never been a bargaining chip for survival

In a world where black and white intersect

Right and wrong are rewritten by money

If you don't want to be abandoned in a corner

Don't be naive and think that rules are really fair

This is reality, naked and indifferent

Either become a hunter or become a prey

No one will stop and wait for you

So, tell me, are you ready to be what kind of person?