Tekstovi: Manda and the Marbles. Broken Youth.

this city bleeds from factories
spray painted walls rebellious dreams
his tattooed arms her cigarettes
but they don't care their world's a mess now

livin' life at the end of a rope that's slowly burning
livin' life at the end of a road with no beginning
livin' life at the edge of a ledge of a burning building
livin' life at the end of a book from a sad sad story


this city's streets aren't safe at night
police on the scene no end in sight now
his battle scars her teary eyes
but they don't care their world's a lie

broken youth