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The Streets Bring Only Blank StaresCut the ties that bind my wrists together'Cause you'll never have a fucking grip on me Never know what I've seen And you'll never fucking feel the same Like a piece of broken glass From the mirror of what once was but will never be Cracked from the hardened stare of jealousy Its a mess that I refuse to clean And it's a burden I refuse to bear Because when each new day brings the hope Of so many to its knees I can stand back and watch The city fucking burn Lighting up the night And scorching someone even as cold as you Someday I'll look back on this with tired eyes Remembering the bitterness and the pain Released from every pore Every scratch on the skin that I've endured Is whats left of a battle that I fucking lost But now I have ice in my veins And a fire burning in my fucking throat Because feeling dead is what keeps me alive tonight!... Track "Incendiary" on Bandsintown |