Fifty/Fifty - 02 Hymn of Citizen (2013 Demo - Pray for the Skate) | Текст песни

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• Fifty/Fifty
• 02 Hymn of Citizen (2013 Demo - Pray for the Skate)

Trying to survive on the narrow meters of our flats
People Like to say "In close quoters but not mad"
Less place fof flash more space for flight of our souls
Faint street lights are the only stars we have ever known

Ash of cities in our hearts
Smoke of towns in our lungs

Living in a shadow of concrete hoods we`re still alive
Voise of anchormanand noise of trafic for us like lullaby
Child of city lift your head up high, raise your voise
Our generation maybe wayward
But not tottaly lost

Ash of cities in our hearts
Smoke of towns in our lungs
Kids of cities raise your voises now, raise your voise