If this place lost its spirit, I wouldn't know what to do
That's right, I wouldn't know what to do
If this ground started cracking, my heart would to
Permanent just like a tattoo, like the bonds
Like the bonds between brothers
I face the city together with you
Tonight I'm burning in a place where I wanna stay
As minutes turn to hours and hours turn to days
And I don't have to worry, I can put aside my fears
Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to years
If this place lost its soul, I wouldn't know where to go
That's right, I wouldn't know where to go
If I didn't know this then what the hell would I know?
From the street level to way below
Where the independent gather
I light the dynamite and I watch it blow
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