The streets of shadows
The way lives have come
Living in fear of the outcome
Of the spies who never show
In the silence mode
The blues will knock the doors
The fear has finally come
The intimidation of lives
The phobia begins
Bad criticisms will get the stick
The streets of shadows
The way lives have come
The apparatus to instill fear
It will be hanging over our heads
But nobody should surrender rights
It will be hard to get it back
The streets of shadows
The eyes will play tricks
The mind will see nothing
But the fear is always there
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