The Streets

Lay down, stay down, get ready for another round
This is how it goes when it all goes down
Down from the fall, down from the high
The taste of the tale is gonna bring you back to life

Ain't gonna break me
Ain't gonna break me down
Ain't gonna break me
Ain't gonna break me

Down in the streets, boy you gotta hurry
Run for your life or you outta worry
No one's ever gonna bring you back to life
Out in streets, gotta be a soldier
Kings will die, look over your shoulder
No one's ever gonna bring you back to life

Prey on the weak souls roaming in the city night
Stab them in the dark, sleep tight
Down from the fall, down from the high
The taste of the tale is gonna bring you back to life

Ain't gonna break me
Ain't gonna break me down
Ain't gonna break me
Ain't gonna break me

Down in the streets, boy you gotta hurry
Run for your life or you outta worry
No one's ever gonna bring you back to life
Out in streets, gotta be a soldier
Kings will die, look over your shoulder
No one's ever gonna bring you back to life
Now you're out of time

Down

Down in the streets, boy you gotta run
Down in the streets, boy you gotta run
Down in the streets, boy you gotta run
Down in the streets

Run for your life or you outta worry
No one's ever gonna bring you back to life
Out in streets, gotta be a soldier
Kings will die, look over your shoulder
No one's ever gonna bring you back to life
Now you're out of time
Now you're out of time
Now you're out of time



Credits
Writer(s): Ludvig Torner, Hans Jonas Kristofer Thegel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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