Letter from the Gutterman

gone gone gone
get on track
wish it back

but it won't return
it won't return

Roam all the alleyways
walk all the streets
they might just get you
you need to creep creep creep

pick it up
put it down

let it go
let it go

don't look back
no more alleys

take it home
take it home

but i'm drunk in the gutter
dead in the street
faceless armies bring me the heat
i'd take it but i'd lose control
i've tried it but i can't hold it