Listen to the night.
You can feel the city breathing.
Somewhere out of site.
You can hear the city screaming.
Who knows right from wrong these days.
It’s clear to me that we don’t get along.
The world spins round and round
we’re going down
in blood so deep you know we’re drowning.
As the siren sings its lonely song
It Marks another one gone.
Half a million hearts… Rabid and diseased….
Families torn apart.
Who’s the victim who’s the reason?
Playground guns and kids on drugs
as The city’s crumbling down to the ground.
The world spins round and round
we’re going down.
In blood so deep you know we’re drowning.
It's getting deeper every day
As the siren sings it’s lonely song
It Marks another one gone.
It marks another one gone
It marks another one gone
It marks another one gone
There goes another one
There goes another one
It marks another one gone
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