Martin Luther Ave. Songtext

von Strays Don't Sleep

Somewhere there's a little girl crying
Somewhere there's an old man dying
Somewhere there's a last hope trying
To move and find its way through the dark

You got to take it all while you can
Any time, anywhere could be your last stand
Sometimes your worst enemy's your best friend
Turns out we all go south in the end, in the end

Yeah you're just another coffin on Martin Luther Avenue
Like that cigarette crushed and stuck to the bottom of your shoe
When those thoughts come poison like hot water rolling around your head
If you're thinking that I'm wrong then you've already left for dead, left for dead

I won't sleep until my work is done
The day or night don't wait for anyone
We're born just like a bullet from a gun
Our shadows look small next to that setting sun, look at that setting sun

Yeah you're just another coffin on Martin Luther Avenue
Like that cigarette crushed and stuck to the bottom of your shoe
When those thoughts come poison like hot water rolling around your head
If you're thinking that I'm wrong then you've already left for dead, left for dead, left for dead, left for dead

You're going to have to
You're going to have to
You're going to have to
You're going to have to
You're going to have to
Call them up and call them out
Call them up and call them out
You're going to have to
You're going to have to
You're going to have to
Call them up and call them out
Call them up and call them out
You're going to have to
You're going to have to
Call them up and call them out
You're going to have to
You're going to have to