blackjack johnson

At my core there is a story
A brazen allegory
My tale is of glory but gory
Enter the world of those before me

I'll breath fornication and death
I'll exhale the lights of the city
My inhabitants are far from bereft
The last thing they need is your pity

I'm where the nights never end
I'm where they days just begin
I am your lover, I'm your friend
I'm the city you live in

As much as I love you, I'm a cold hearted
Some days I'm as black as night and night hasnt started.
Your greed is like sex to me, your addiction is ecstacy
I'll ruin you, but you're stupid, you'll always come back.

So treat me with kindness, and I'll reward you greatly
You treat me with ill intent, and I may bury you
Tread with caution into me, take great saftey
For is you tread wrong I'll make you my fool

I am the big apple
I am the city of broken dreams
I am the land where it all happen
I am the place of the fiends
I am the home