Like a shadow in the night Swallows up that city light Like fire in the rain Gets put out again Like a weapon kept concealed Explosive elements reveal A criminal inside of you No ground to stand, nothing to lose
The distribution of wealth What a fucking scam That's why its hard to survive in this so called promise land You gotta do what you gotta do to get by Facilitate that permanent high Smoke filled lungs inside of you It's hard to dream of glory when you got something to prove Sometimes we're all victims of depression and unrest Some people got no heart, that's just the way its always been Some never find what their looking for Few get what they want, and fewer get more Sometimes you gotta cross that line When you ain't got enough to get by
Like an angel lost in hell I walk a path I know so well I feel lost in a familiar way, another memory I can't explain Cause it's the bottle that seems to flow Through another day of the drunk unknown I'm looking for a fight, at 11.15 on a Saturday night
Wake up on Sunday morning To the sound of breaking glass and sirens calling Bricks and bottles in the street Alert the police, cause it's a state of emergency
And the traffic lights all go blinking red And a voice on the radio says 'get out while you can' And in the gridlock panic sets in And there ain't no engine built fast enough To outride the Armageddon And if you don't give it up I'm gonna take it And if you don't give it up I'm gonna take it And if you don't give it up I'm gonna take it
And how long did you think you could keep me tricked? I'll be cold walking through the backbay flinging bricks
Like a shadow in the night Swallows up that city light Like fire in the rain Gets put out again Like a weapon kept concealed Explosive elements reveal A criminal inside of you No ground to stand, nothing to loseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
