Mean Streets

Mean streets
There’s something taking over
Strange thing
We’re losing what we had
Closing down
Seems like another town
Changed days
We used to laugh a lot
Tell me
Is there anywhere I can go now
Empty
The door is staying shut
No sound
You won’t get another round
Maybe
It’s time to move along
I can’t believe to it’s over
Bad dreams
Blood is running colder
Sinky’s
No tuning back the clock
Memories
It used to mean so much to me
My scene
Won’t make the final cut
Don’t flies
I don’t feel any older
Goodbyes
Are harder than I thought
Bandstand
Find another place to jam
Old friends
Will never be forgot
I can’t believe it’s over