

Wrong side of the tracks,
where the steel meets the cold dust Every single promise that we
made has turned to rust Standing on the corner,
we were looking for a way out Now we count the losses
in the city of a grey doubt
Oh, we carry the weight of the scars we don't show
Watching the trains in the cold rain below
(we still stand)
Choices in the dark,
yeah we had to make a hard call
Watching older brothers line up right against the stone wall
Family on my mind while I'm walking through the night shade
Never quite forgetting all the sacrifices they made
No turning back, now the pressure is ascending Writing out the chapters
but we never see the ending
Still standing upright, though the wind is biting colder Carrying
the
dreams of the neighborhood on my shoulder