Cracks
He said that he was living in his head
The streets around here, the blood runs red
A [?] with his head
Felt like a tunnel head
Finds out that his best friends left him for dead
And feels like a glass
Pour out the drink
Shoes on
Lost a tread
Lost a girl
Lost a head
He's was gonna strut, he's crawling instead
Out of panic with his head
Felt like a tunnel head
Crawling round thinking is it something I said?
And feels like a glass
Pour out the drink
[?]
[?]
And I've seen the cracks on this town
When I'm knocked on the ground
And I've seen the cracks on this town
And they're bringing me down
So he said that he was living in his head
The streets around here, the blood runs red
He said he was living in his mind
Piece of that something is so hard to find
And feels like a glass
Pour out the drink
[?]
[?]
And I've seen the cracks on this town
When I'm knocked on the ground
And I've seen the cracks on this town
And they're bringing me down
I've seen the cracks on this town
I've seen the cracks on this town
I've seen the cracks on this town
And they're bringing me down
Oh-ooh-ooh
Oh-ooh-ooh
Oh-ooh-ooh
Oh-ooh-ooh
Oh-ooh-ooh
Cracks on this town
Oh-ooh-ooh
Cracks on this town
Oh-ooh-ooh
Cracks on this town
Oh-ooh-ooh
Cracks on this town
Oh-ooh-ooh
Cracks on this town
Oh-ooh-ooh
Cracks on this town
And they're bringing me down
Oh-ooh-wow