The Streets

On your screen you'll find the monsters
Brought to life by idle hands
There ain't no truth that don't come out in somebody's plan
Down the road in your real life
You'll find a love of fellow man
Everybody wants to just get by and try and understand

Don't tell me what to read
Tell me who to follow
Either way's a bitter pill to swallow

And now the streets are empty, but I'm filled up with life
Yeah, we don't, we don't, we don't know why
We don't, we don't know why
But we're still holding on
Holding on

Sister, don't turn against me
When I'm trying to explain
How it feels on the other side
Of all this pain

And don't tell me what to read
Tell me who to follow
Either way's a bitter pill to swallow

And now the streets are empty, but I'm filled up with life
Yeah, we don't, we don't, we don't know why
We don't, we don't know why
But we're still holding on
Holding on, yeah

And now the streets are empty, but I'm filled up with life
The streets are empty, but I'm filled up with life
Yeah, we don't, we don't, we don't know why
We don't, we don't know why
Yeah, we don't, we don't, we don't know why
We don't, we don't know why
But we're still holding on
Holding on
Holding on