Snake in the Concrete Jungle

Never gave it all, never gave it back

They see the flash, but they don't see the lack

Empty pockets, full of dreams that I stack

In the ends, it's just me and the track

Walking past the same old block, same old faces

Chasing paper, leaving no traces

Cold nights, warm breath in the air

Knowing full well that life ain't fair

They talk 'bout love, but they don't understand

The only thing loyal is the grip in my hand

From the bottom looking up at the same sky

With a different fire burning behind my eyes

Never gave it all, so they can't take it

Heart is cold, but I never fake it

Through the rain and the static, I make it

In this concrete jungle, I'm the snake in the grass

Never gave it back, I just pass

Watching all the moments that amass

Living life fast, 'cause nothing's built to last

Seen the come-up, seen the fall from grace

Different postcode, but the same old place

Whispers in the wind 'bout a better day

But the sun don't shine in the usual way

Trust is a currency I don't spend

'Cause every road seems to hit a dead end

Counting steps, not the pounds or the pence

Building my own walls, my own defence

Memories flicker like a faulty streetlight

In the rearview, fading out of sight

This drill is the rhythm of my restless feet

Echoing down an empty, midnight street

Never gave it all, so they can't take it

Heart is cold, but I never fake it

Through the rain and the static, I make it

In this concrete jungle, I'm the snake in the grass