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once I saw friends singing arm in arm
now I see fists out for others harm
A bunch of fking kids don't know what its all about
your so fking tough when its three to one
chorus:
Blood on the Streets, the temperatures rising
Blood on the Streets, the fists are flying
Blood on the Streets, the scene is dying
Blood on the Streets, what a bunch of s**t
What the fk are you trying to prove
I called you my friend we were gonna change the world
what's the point in fighting all your friends
we don't need this mentality ub salt lake city
chorus:
Blood on the Streets, the temperatures rising
Blood on the Streets, the fists are flying
Blood on the Streets, the scene is dying
Blood on the Streets, what a bunch of s**t
All this anger, and all this rage
were just trying to live our lives day to day
I see all you boys, insecure creeps
why don't you just grow up, you don't mean s**t to me
chorus:
Blood on the Streets, the temperatures rising
Blood on the Streets, the fists are flying
Blood on the Streets, the scene is dying
Blood on the Streets, what a bunch of s**t