If this place lost it's spirit I wouldn't know what to do (That's right, I wouldn't know what to do) If this ground started cracking My heart would to
Permanent just like a tattoo (Like the bonds between brothers) I face the city Together with you
Tonight I'm burning In a place where I wanna stay As minutes turn to hours and hours turn to days And I don't have to worry 'Cuz I can put aside my fears Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to years Weeks turn to years
If this place lost it's soul I wouldn't know where to go (That's right, I wouldn't know where to go) If I didn't know this Then what the hell would I know?
From the street level to way below (Where the independent gather) I light the dynamite And I watch it blow
Tonight I'm burning In a place where I wanna stay As minutes turn to hours and hours turn to days And I don't have to worry 'Cuz I can put aside my fears Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to years
If this place lost it's spirit I wouldn't know what to do (That's right, I wouldn't know what to do) If this ground started cracking My heart would to
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