Street Rhythms Trenches

Yeah, look We in the shadow

of the concrete giants No alliance

Watch your step on the pavement,

cold wind blows

Underneath the bridges where the dark water flows Never speak on the

names of the ones who came before

Keep your head low,

lock the iron on the door (grrrrr-ah)

This is the concrete kingdom,

rule of the night

No room for weakness,

out of mind, out of sight

Concrete kingdom, stand your ground,

never fold

Underneath the dark clouds,

hearts turning cold (bow,

bow, bow)

We don't talk to the cameras,

we don't post on the net Every promise is a debt that

is paid in sweat On the corner where the cold wind bites

to the bone Every king on the block eventually stands alone

They thought we'd break (nah)

Too much at stake

(never) This is the concrete kingdom,

rule of the night

No room for weakness,

out of mind, out of sight

Concrete kingdom, stand your ground,

never fold

Underneath the dark clouds,

hearts turning cold (bow,

bow, bow)

Yeah... concrete kingdom

Never fold (shhh)