Rain on the Asphalt

Grey sky pressing on the block, I move like a shadow in the rain

Steel in my chest, every memory cuts, but I don't say the pain

Headlights slide through the missing corners, different scars

I learned to read the silence between the sirens and the bars

They keep mobbing through the storm

Through the smoke and the static

Heart cold, eyes sharp

In a world of tall tragic

Rain on the asphalt, fear in the air

Still I walk like I belong here

Like I was made for the pressure to bear

Regressive strings in the dark

Guitars bite like a warning sign

Sub bass shaking the pavement

Every step in the crooked line

I lost brothers to the night, now her name's live in my tone

Mournful, tense, and restless, but I don't move alone

We keep mobbin' through the storm

Through the smoke and the static

Heart cold, eyes sharp, in a world that's all tragic

Rain on the asphalt, fear in the air

Still I walk like I belong here

Like I was made for the pressure to bear

No clean hands, no easy peace, just a pulse under the storm

Violent climb in the distance while the cold streets keep me warm