These Streets Are Still Home To Me
I like it when you cry
You can see how much you care
Addiction fills the streets
Well these streets are still home to me
This was easy
What a way we degrade
Temptation and angels
We are meant to fade
I don't believe in fate
And I don't believe in God
But I do believe in love
And I believe in what we have
If this was easy
What a way we degrade
Temptation and angels
We are meant to fade
If this is easy
What a way to degrade
Welcome home friend
There is light in the shade