Cow Town (language warning) (EDIT 1)

[TheWall0912]

EDIT 1

Rebel with nowhere to go,
no room here to change or grow.
It's too small for me to see,
what the world can offer me.

Taxis, people, and parties,
somewhere I would rather be.
Put my old life in a box,
close it up, make sure it locks.

But my world is filled with green,
trapped for miles without concrete.
No one ever leaves this town.
There they are, the fucking cows.

ORIGINAL

Rebel with nowhere to go,
no room here to change or grow.
Little fish in a big sea,
what the world can offer me.

Taxis, people, and parties,
somewhere I would rather be.
Put my old life on a shelf,
to make a name for myself.

But my world is fields of green,
trapped for miles without concrete.
No one ever leaves this town.
There they are, the fucking cows.