Lyrics:
In the shadows of the city, where the lights don’t gleam,
I walk the line between reality and dreams.
Echoes of the past whisper in the night,
Guiding my steps, keeping me in sight.
Every corner turned, another story told,
In the heart of the streets, where the nights grow cold.
Survival’s an art, painted in shades of grey,
In this sanctuary, we find our way.
Livin' in a shadow's sanctuary, we survive,
Where the strong prevail, and the weak won't thrive.
In the depths of night, we carve our name,
In the book of the streets, where we stake our claim.
Underneath the neon glow, deals go down,
Silent whispers echo all around.
Faces in the alley, eyes that never sleep,
In the game of life, the stakes ...