Streets are Rage

There's a cold shiver of fear Every corner, flame in the eyes Some of them get rich by the disgrace of the angered polarised You gotta think of the fact The streets are rage Have you ever imagined walking freely? Wouldn't it be a desired paradise? The bad roots are still growing deeply An open wound for a vice You gotta think of the fact The streets are rage Go along the siren Leading to the highway TV won't let you down They all got their payback Life is a playback Crime owns the fucking town You gotta think of the fact The streets are rage