Hollow Streets Don’t Pray

Hollow streets don’t pray for me, They only echo what I used to be. Every shadow’s got a price it keeps, Every silence is a vow that weeps.

Oh, oh, oh… hollow streets don’t pray. Oh, oh, oh… they just take away. No saint, no mercy, no gentle hand, Only silence where I stand.

Broken glass where the deals were made, Blood still lingers where the songs decayed. The city hides me but it won’t forgive, The night decides who gets to live.

Oh, oh, oh… hollow streets don’t pray. Oh, oh, oh… they just take away. No bells, no angels, no saving hymn, Just a sinner bound in sin.

I don’t beg, I don’t kneel, Hollow streets only trade in steel.

Oh, oh, oh… hollow streets don’t pray. Oh, oh, oh… they just fade away. Every scar, every debt I’ve paid, Is the gospel these streets made.

“Hollow streets… don’t pray.”

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