Dark alleys, broken dreams, shadows on the wall,
Lost souls in the night, waiting for the fall.
Corners where the lights don't reach,
Where hope feels out of touch, out of speech.
People pass by, eyes to the ground,
In the backstreets, you don't make a sound.
Poverty's the language, pain's the tone,
In this cold city, you survive alone.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Sirens in the distance, somebody's last breath,
Addiction's a monster that haunts until death.
Lost too many friends to these cold street nights,
The struggle ain't over, it's an endless fight.
The system's broken, but they don't seem to care,
We're drowning in this, gasping for air.
Crime's a quick escape, but it comes with a cost,
In these backstreet blues, it's easy to get lost.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Broken windows, shattered dreams,
This city ain't as bright as it seems.
Behind every wall is a story of pain,
In the backstreets, it's a never-ending rain.
But somehow, we keep moving, surviving the storm,
In the chaos, we're still trying to stay warm.
I see the faces of the ones we've lost,
The price of survival, no matter the cost.
No love in the system, just lost in the grind,
But we carry the weight, though it weakens the mind.
I've seen families torn, I've watched dreams fade,
In the backstreets, we live in the shade.
But we hold on tight, despite the pain,
Hoping one day, we'll break these chains.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Backstreet blues, it's the life we know,
But we keep moving, even when it's slow.
Backstreet blues, we don't lose our fight,
Living in the shadows, but holding on to the light.
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Dark alleys, broken dreams, shadows on the wall,
Lost souls in the night, waiting for the fall.
Corners where the lights don't reach,
Where hope feels out of touch, out of speech.
People pass by, eyes to the ground,
In the backstreets, you don't make a sound.
Poverty's the language, pain's the tone,
In this cold city, you survive alone.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Sirens in the distance, somebody's last breath,
Addiction's a monster that haunts until death.
Lost too many friends to these cold street nights,
The struggle ain't over, it's an endless fight.
The system's broken, but they don't seem to care,
We're drowning in this, gasping for air.
Crime's a quick escape, but it comes with a cost,
In these backstreet blues, it's easy to get lost.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Broken windows, shattered dreams,
This city ain't as bright as it seems.
Behind every wall is a story of pain,
In the backstreets, it's a never-ending rain.
But somehow, we keep moving, surviving the storm,
In the chaos, we're still trying to stay warm.
I see the faces of the ones we've lost,
The price of survival, no matter the cost.
No love in the system, just lost in the grind,
But we carry the weight, though it weakens the mind.
I've seen families torn, I've watched dreams fade,
In the backstreets, we live in the shade.
But we hold on tight, despite the pain,
Hoping one day, we'll break these chains.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Backstreet blues, it's the life we know,
But we keep moving, even when it's slow.
Backstreet blues, we don't lose our fight,
Living in the shadows, but holding on to the light.
Lost souls in the night, waiting for the fall.
Corners where the lights don't reach,
Where hope feels out of touch, out of speech.
People pass by, eyes to the ground,
In the backstreets, you don't make a sound.
Poverty's the language, pain's the tone,
In this cold city, you survive alone.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Sirens in the distance, somebody's last breath,
Addiction's a monster that haunts until death.
Lost too many friends to these cold street nights,
The struggle ain't over, it's an endless fight.
The system's broken, but they don't seem to care,
We're drowning in this, gasping for air.
Crime's a quick escape, but it comes with a cost,
In these backstreet blues, it's easy to get lost.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Broken windows, shattered dreams,
This city ain't as bright as it seems.
Behind every wall is a story of pain,
In the backstreets, it's a never-ending rain.
But somehow, we keep moving, surviving the storm,
In the chaos, we're still trying to stay warm.
I see the faces of the ones we've lost,
The price of survival, no matter the cost.
No love in the system, just lost in the grind,
But we carry the weight, though it weakens the mind.
I've seen families torn, I've watched dreams fade,
In the backstreets, we live in the shade.
But we hold on tight, despite the pain,
Hoping one day, we'll break these chains.
Backstreet blues, where the light won't shine,
Every step's a struggle, walking the line.
Backstreet blues, echoes in the dark,
Trying to hold on, but it's tearing you apart.
Backstreet blues, it's the life we know,
But we keep moving, even when it's slow.
Backstreet blues, we don't lose our fight,
Living in the shadows, but holding on to the light.
Writer: Chris Sunshare
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid