paroles de chanson Gone - Matt Fly

I kick the rusted door, concrete bites into my shoes
Street corners hum like ghosts, tracing the paths I didn't choose
My pockets hold a cigarette, half-burned and barely spent
Every step's a question, every alley hides a dent

I feel the city twisting
Every street feels the same

Cracks in the pavement, I keep moving on
Chasing the chaos, but it's already

Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone

Graffiti whispers names I don't remember or recognize
Sirens wail like broken songs, cutting through the skies
I punch a mailbox, dent the iron truth I can't deny
I'm twenty-one with scars, carrying decades in my

Eyes
Eyes

Cracks in the pavement, I keep moving on
Chasing the chaos, but it's already

Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone