Oz - Switchblade Alley

It's getting dark in this park
Where children used to play
Now it's just something they threw away

All around you hear the sound
Of a world that went so wrong
Love of a needle is a love that never stays

So many souls looking for a sign
So many souls looking for ways to die
Every single day

So many souls that none of us can save
So many souls that slowly fade away
We don't care 'bout names

That's how it goes
That's how it is
Don't call the police
That's how it is
That's how it goes
You don't want to know

What kills the flame inside?
What kills the will to fight?
What makes the shadows kill the light?

What makes us cut our wings?
Addictions crowned as kings
What makes us hold on to our sins?

In a Switchblade Alley
In a Switchblade Alley

Flesh for sale, if you pay
They do whatever you say
They don't care, for them we're all the same

You hear a cry of a young child
He's lonely in a night
He is just someone they threw away

So many souls looking for something
So many souls looking for another sin
An easy way to win

So many souls looking for someone
So many souls living on the run
Under the gun

Smell of death, smell of fear
Wind won't blow in here
And sun is just something that dries the tears

Survive the day, survive the night
And never close your eyes
In Switchblade Alley
There is no wrong or right

So many souls looking for something
So many souls looking for another sin
An easy way to win

So many souls looking for someone
So many souls living on the run
Under the gun

That's how it goes
That's how it is
Don't call the police
That's how it is
That's how it goes
You don't want to know

What kills the flame inside?
What kills the will to fight?
What makes the shadows kill the light?

What makes us cut our wings?
Addictions crowned as kings
What makes us hold on to our sins?

In a Switchblade Alley
In a Switchblade Alley
In a Switchblade Alley
In a Switchblade Alley