Deep Line Hustle

(yeah) (grrr) Watch the shadows move,

we don't make a sound

(never) Deep up in the cold,

holding down the ground (holding it down) Got the brass section ringing,

strings they rise and fall

When the winter hits,

we answers to the call

Footsteps on the concrete,

freezing air we breathe

We don't need to speak,

there's nothing to believe (shhh) Built this from the pavement,

raised up in the grey

Heavy is the crown and we earned it day by day

Every single corner, watching for the signs Living on the edge,

walking straightest lines

Watch the shadows move,

we don't make a sound

(never) Deep up in the cold,

holding down the ground (holding it down) Got the brass section ringing,

strings they rise and fall

When the winter hits,

we answers to the call

Now the tide is turning,

we can see the light

Even in the darkest hours of the night (turn up) Keep the

circle tight, never showing doubt

This is what the struggle was always about

We don't look back now,

running through the gate Writing down the story,

we control our fate Watch the shadows move,

we don't make a sound (never) Deep up in the cold,

holding down the ground (holding it down) Got the brass section ringing,

strings they rise and fall

When the winter hits,

we answers to the call

(yeah) (it's over)