Strays Don't Sleep - Martin Luther Ave. lyrics

Somewhere there's a little girl crying Somewhere there's an old man dying Somewhere there's a last hope trying To move and find its way through the dark You got to take it all while you can Any time, anywhere could be your last stand Sometimes your worst enemy's your best friend Turns out we all go south in the end, in the end Yeah you're just another coffin on Martin Luther Avenue Like that cigarette crushed and stuck to the bottom of your shoe When those thoughts come poison like hot water rolling around your head If you're thinking that I'm wrong then you've already left for dead, left for dead I won't sleep until my work is done The day or night don't wait for anyone We're born just like a bullet from a gun Our shadows look small next to that setting sun, look at that setting sun Yeah you're just another coffin on Martin Luther Avenue Like that cigarette crushed and stuck to the bottom of your shoe When those thoughts come poison like hot water rolling around your head If you're thinking that I'm wrong then you've already left for dead, left for dead, left for dead, left for dead You're going to have to You're going to have to You're going to have to You're going to have to You're going to have to Call them up and call them out Call them up and call them out You're going to have to You're going to have to You're going to have to Call them up and call them out Call them up and call them out You're going to have to You're going to have to Call them up and call them out You're going to have to You're going to have to