Misery Parade - Neighborhood Brats

Free from all suffering and vice

I tackle this demon tonight

Knife-fight with my pain

Me and fear will meet

On my side of the street

Bottles & chains, broken remains

Marching in that misery

I’ll take a lead pipe to my memories

Even down looks up to me

Battle wounds, never in vain

Me and fear will meet

On my side of the street

Bottles & chains, broken remains

Marching in that misery

You may tell me it’s too late

I run a train on the hand of fate

Relics of a lifetime ago

Me and fear will meet

On my side of the street

Bottles & chains, broken remains

Marching in that misery