Streets Of Rage Songtext
Finally
Coming to terms with the blood on the hands
Especially
When it reflects the eyes of the guilty
I hunt, I fight, I kill
And the streets are the same, for I never will
Rage
These streets of rage
Coming to terms with the blood on the hands
Especially
When it reflects the eyes of the guilty
I hunt, I fight, I kill
And the streets are the same, for I never will
Rage
These streets of rage
Rage
Consciously
Pushing away all the right kind of voices
Especially
When there's an echo, you are filthy
I hunt, I fight, I kill
And the world is the same, for I never will
Rage
These streets of rage
Rage
Rage
These streets of rage
Rage
Rage
Rage These streets of rage
Rage
Rage
These streets of rage
Rage
Rage
Consciously
Pushing away all the right kind of voices
Especially
When there's an echo, you are filthy
I hunt, I fight, I kill
And the world is the same, for I never will
Rage
These streets of rage
Rage
Rage
These streets of rage
Rage
Rage
Rage These streets of rage
Rage
Rage
These streets of rage
Rage
Rage