Colors lyrics

Walking in the subway
alone late at night
New York city gangs
everywhere in sight

Your fell their anger upon you
you feel their hateful eyes
walk a little faster now
you`re fighting for your life

As they walk on closer
their eyes burn down your back
you feel a thousand cries
not prepared for their attack

A mission bell sent sign
a sign that you board soon
you`ve come this far, no turning back
we hope you make it too

Don`t expect, sympathy
we don`t know, the word
your walked my turf, insanity
but in this place you die

Your life is wasted
your blood is tasted
as it drips down the blade

You didn`t make it
you couldn`t take it
you walked the subway you paid

Your money`s gone
your clothes they`re torn
you`re lying in a pool of blood

You know you`re leaving
we watch you grieving
but in this place you die

Don`t expect sympathy
we don`t know the word
you walked my turf, insanity
but in this place you die