歌词
Give me a reason to believe what I'm hearing
'Cause I gotta find another way to feel it
You don't have to be so unkind now
You're a passenger tied to your own crowd
Rising up from the ground like a battle king
Lifting up on a breeze like a bird's wing
Are we just another one of your playthings
Hanging all our weight on a shoe-string?
I've walked this street before
One hundred times or more
Yet I don't know what for
I've walked this street before
I've walked this street before
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Now you see that I'm down and I'm using
Now to try and find another way of choosing
Midnight came and it framed in the vision
A broken image of a life refusing
So give me a reason to believe what I'm hearing
'Cause I gotta find another way to feel it
You don't have to be so unkind now
You're a passenger tied to your own crowd
I've walked this street before
One hundred times or more
Yet I don't know what for
I've walked this street before
I've walked this street before
♪
I've walked this street before
One hundred times or more
Yet I don't know what for
I've walked this street before
I've walked this street before
One hundred times or more