Walking down the street, staring at my feet
Trying to look away from the mess I see before me
Shabby concrete, broken windows, boarded doors
They were once living in luxury, though now they're just poor
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Criminals crunched down with loaded guns
You wonder how this damage was done
Looking up to leaders is the patriotic way
Though only cause negativity, promote greed, and bring darker days
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Towns are collapsing as people are leaving
You peak in the morning, but darken in the evening
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Everywhere, one day, will be a ghost town
We're just nomads, still searching around
For the perfect place
A vacant space will be the human race
The Closets - Forgotten Heights Lyrics
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Walking down the street, staring at my feet
Trying to look away from the mess I see before me
Shabby concrete, broken windows, boarded doors
They were once living in luxury, though now they're just poor
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Criminals crunched down with loaded guns
You wonder how this damage was done
Looking up to leaders is the patriotic way
Though only cause negativity, promote greed, and bring darker days
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Towns are collapsing as people are leaving
You peak in the morning, but darken in the evening
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Everywhere, one day, will be a ghost town
We're just nomads, still searching around
For the perfect place
A vacant space will be the human race
Trying to look away from the mess I see before me
Shabby concrete, broken windows, boarded doors
They were once living in luxury, though now they're just poor
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Criminals crunched down with loaded guns
You wonder how this damage was done
Looking up to leaders is the patriotic way
Though only cause negativity, promote greed, and bring darker days
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Towns are collapsing as people are leaving
You peak in the morning, but darken in the evening
How they hope for a revival
How they seek for survival
Everywhere, one day, will be a ghost town
We're just nomads, still searching around
For the perfect place
A vacant space will be the human race
Writer: Aristotle Galanos
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