Blockburn Chronicles

Cold concrete underneath my worn-out shoes Every corner got a story that

you only lose

Sirens screaming through the broken window pane

We just trying to find a dollar in the pouring rain

No heat in the winter,

keep the jacket on

Dreaming of a way out before the night is gone (yeah)

It's a heavy weight on these concrete streets

Only shadows talking to the steady beats (uh-huh)

We survive the dark,

we survive the cold

Waiting for the story that was never told

Watch your step,

gotta keep your head on straight

Can't afford to let your guard down near the gate

Seen the best of us fold under the heavy pressure Measuring our

lives by a different kind of measure But we still stand tall,

we don't ever bend

Writing out our truth until the very end

(never bend)

It's a heavy weight on these concrete streets

Only shadows talking to the steady beats (uh-huh)

We survive the dark,

we survive the cold

Waiting for the story that was never told

Yeah,

survival

Concrete, cold nights