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Smokestacks and Concrete Walls Lyrics

We've grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls.
Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Berefit of all warmth.

Again I am walking
Through your city, haunted
By the aching in my stomach.
We follow the paths of our careers
to drop dead consumed by our fears.
When I would try to drag down
What drags me down
I would need to dash this whole
Moloch to the ground.
I know how it feels,
To be the lowest of the low.
That's over now.
I'm not a griever, but no coward either.

I throw myself on the hard floor reality.
Back on my feet I drag myself
Through your s***** Hollywood-lives.

Maybe I'm still a slave to my fears.
But maybe you're just the f*** up I am.
Maybe it will all come down, but we won't drown in vain.
We will tear your world apart.
Forever against the grain.
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