[Chorus]

Street lights

The angels ride on top of the

Street lights (Wuoh uoh)

[Verse 1]

Expectations of sexual relations

With a woman that will fuck, suck and swallow

That's called lust

Yeah that's us, we run the nights

We run the media we run everything that we touch (we run!)

Got damn' Bastard

Born as a consequence of lust, premature love

Or better yet fake love, better yet fake words

Daddy is crappy now momma' on her own

Just because of lust

{Verse 2}

Expectations of a family, on the balconi

Loyalty on top of all we all evolve

That's called integrity, yeah that's us

We building families

Detecting enemies

Got to make sure the grass is cut real low

So the snakes don't surprise

Every now and then we keep an eye

Better yet every sec'

You know that deamons never rest (Uhn)

{Verse 3}

Expectations of comfort and security

Approval and a salary, everyday meal

That's called fear, yeah that's us

We're killing dreams we're on the bus

Going to your mind your identity is lost

External events more powerful

Than you and your thoughts

Ideias click'd in ideias click'd out

Sure enough we will always

Keep you with a doubt (Uhn)

{Verse 4}

Expectations of never coming out (Nah)

Scratch that, we're on a nother club

Embracing life with evey down and every up

That's called courage, yeah that's us

We walking trough the valley of death

Never fear anything unless it's God

That's a fact, my dog

Said he's tired of the hours

The cowards the office the fear

Ok let's get up outta' here

[Chorus]

Street lights

The angels ride on top of the

Street lights(Wuoh uoh)

Street lights

The angels ride on top of the

Street lights(Wuoh uoh)

[Bridge]

Street lights guide my way

Street lights guide my way