Gangs -

This block will be a chain

Shackles you from where you came

When you leave don’t you know your own?

Thinking about how it made you cold like stone

Every corner bears a cross

It’s been on fire at least once

If they got a chance they’d leave us to rot

Saying, «You just got to make the most of what you’ve got.»

So don’t let your fear, don’t let your fear

Keep you here

They’ll turn into quicksand

Don’t let your fear, don’t let your fear

Keep you here

They’ll turn into quicksand

In the gangs

Back then we used to take what we could get

It’s a funny thing now that they quit

We were young;

you were born in a wreck

Guess I picked up that bad habit

Went to school with the catchment kids

From nicer areas than this

Same flesh, same heart

Only a few streets apart

So don’t let your fear, don’t let your fear

Keep you here

They’ll turn into quicksand

Don’t let your fear, don’t let your fear

Keep you here

They’ll turn into quicksand

Don’t let your fear, don’t let your fear

Keep you here

They’ll turn into quicksand

Don’t let your fear, don’t let your fear

Keep you here

They’ll turn into quicksand

In the gangs

But you and me;

we’re cut from the same cloth

A little rough, a little soft

Just a girl from the gangs

You and me;

we’re cut from the same cloth

A little rough, a little soft

Just a girl from the gangs

Just a girl from the gangs

Just a girl from the gangs

Don’t let them be a choke hold

Don’t let them be a choke hold

Don’t let them be a choke hold

Just a girl from the gangs