Dead Streets - Misery Loves Co.

Dead

Dead streets

Concrete

Dead streets

Dead

Born on dead street, grew up on bitterness

A message on the pavement, loud and clear

Close yet so far, never learned to inhale

Chasing anything that gets us anywhere

Anywhere

Just take me anywhere

It’s the sound of the dead

The sound of the dead streets

The voice of a ghost town

Dead streets

Dead

It’s the sound of the dead streets

Bodies to concrete

I’m high above grey skies

Needles and deep cuts, boredom and loneliness

Every yesterday and days before

Light are out now, everything happens tonight

Up on the roof I’m gonna show myself

Take me anywhere, anywhere

Just take me anywhere

It’s the sound of the dead

The sound of the dead streets

The voice of a ghost town

Dead streets

Dead

It’s the sound of the dead streets

Bodies to concrete

I’m high above grey skies