Warriors - Bullet

We’re on the city streets, dead of night

A mind to quote through the dark

Blow the thing that surround the street lights

Casting shadows on the walls

Stopping this spell and run for days into the air

We walk the past streets, we’re all alive

Our minds are set to survive

They take me high, and I’m in lines

But we don’t stand to be confined

By the power of the members of the highest in our chain

We’ll both throw

One night on the run

When chairs will bring you home

One night in the city

When chairs will bring you home

I’m on the path pace and the city rats

We’re gonna break away, we are the warriors

We are the old crops through the bang

Growing up from underground

There’s a cold, winter’s sweeping in That’s when winter final run

Then the tide shifts from the wind that does our things

But we groan to you

One night on the run

When chairs will bring you home

One night in the city

When chairs will bring you home

I’m on the path pace and the city rats

We’re gonna break away, we are the warriors

We are the warriors