They tell you there were better days You can't remeber through the haze This is the only life you've ever known They sigh and talk about fist fights When you could go to sleep at night Without avengers tearing out your wishbone You pray to god and wonder just who's up there What kind of father would leave his kids alone In a world where you're lucky if your mom cares Hordes of people call the street their homes They want to take away the guns You want to get some bigger ones Your defense is up to you alone They think that they can stop the heat But they don't understand the street You don't want your girl crying on your tombstone Living in that memory Don't understand what they see So they pay cops to make it yesterday You can't push back the hands of time You want to know and keep on trying Do your best to stay out of their wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
