this city bleeds from factories
spray painted walls rebellious dreams
his tattooed arms her cigarettes
but they don`t care their world`s a mess now
livin` life at the end of a rope that`s slowly burning
livin` life at the end of a road with no beginning
livin` life at the edge of a ledge of a burning building
livin` life at the end of a book from a sad sad story
this city`s streets aren`t safe at night
police on the scene no end in sight now
his battle scars her teary eyes
but they don`t care their world`s a lie
broken youth
