Underground

Throbbing.
Uptown.
Downtown.
Cross town.
Into Manhattan.
Out of Manhattan.
Rumbling
On tracks
Under the city.

My drug of choice,
Taking me away,
Taking me underground
Where I belong,
Where I am at home.
Don't tell me
Your fears,
Nor your warnings.
This is my drug of choice.
Underground.

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