been roaming the streets in the nightlights always scavenge the streets at night anxiety screams through the back of his head again need something that eases that hunger just need something to cure the pain one last escape then i m ready to live again we walk the line reach out for the sky on needles and pins it s hard to fight with a will to die then place all bets in these times these times aren t a changing from street ends to anywhere these lives these lives aren t a waiting for a miracle to appear been searching for something to trust in he keeps trying but always fails all hatred burns through the back of his head again i just need someone who sees me and don t you think you re superior when safety s off will you show me respect my friend again and again we walk the line reach out for the sky see the reaper s grin it s hard to fight with a will to die then place all bets in these times these times aren t a changing from street ends to anywhere these lives these lives aren t a waiting for a miracle to appear not here these times these times aren t a changing from street ends to anywhere these lives these lives aren t a waiting no these times these times and these lives these lives from street ends to anywhere these times and these lives stop preaching cause there ain t no miracle here nowhere