Burning Streets
disappointed
Iâve got ideas running through my head to a melody
Singing songs about better company
Well, weâre running out of space now, weâre running out of breath
I donât want this story line to define who we are
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Iâm holding on and Iâm praying
That weâll figure it out but Iâm only gonna be disappointed
What are we screaming about?
Keep the papers printing black and white
Mask the worlds true colors so I sleep tonight
Well weâre running into problems, we sail against the wind
Iâm screaming at a wall that just donât wanna talk
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Weâve got to let things go,
Weâve got to let things go
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