fists are raised; find our way. a generation of fucked up kids hiding behind black eyes. gangs of youth, points to prove. we've grown up in this way of life and this is where we'll stay.
this town means the world to me... and i've seen blood come and go. i've seen the best of them find their way.. and i seen them fucking fall. it's the friendship within ourselves that keeps this scene alive. ext time you see a friend falling, grab them and pull them by your side.
every one of you means the world to me; i wouldn't trade this for anything.
we've got to stick together. there's nothing left but us. screaming ourselves down the dark streets,