Big City Bombers All We Know
As these days go by, all I seem to see,
Are my last strands of hope crashing down in front of me.
I try to turn my head, and look the other way,
But there's nothing there, it's all the same.
From this cold concrete, to these city streets,
This is all we have, this is all we know.
With these broken hearts, and these broken dreams,
This is all we have, this is our home.
Abandoned by our friends who got carried away with dope,
And all these situations that we never seem to cope,
And these situations that never seem to die,
We're just hanging along for the ride.
From this cold concrete, to these city streets,
This is all we have, this is all we know.
With these broken hearts, and these broken dreams,
This is all we have, this is our home.
From the ladies on the corner, to these bright city lights,
From this life of pain, to these lonely nights,
From these broken homes, down these same old roads,
This is all we have, this is all we know.
From this cold concrete, to these city streets,
This is all we have, this is all we know.
With these broken hearts, and these broken dreams,
This is all we have, this is our home.
