Текст песни Streets on Fire - Young Scooter

Death is on the tip of her tongue
and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To
Night
Death is on the tip of her tongue
and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To
Night
Disease the virus is spreading in all directions
No safe zone no cure and no protection
No symptoms to find or signs of an infection
No vaccines remedies and no corrections
Quarantines the dreams and sell off our connections
Don't let em in not a friend not a reflection
Everybody's got it and want you to have it next and
Don't accept em if you wanna stay that's an exception
Appeal
The Heal
The I'll of this
Sickness some are still in doubt of it's existence
Some call it forgiveness and some call it the vengeance
Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance