Concrete Dreams Lyrics

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Wings of blindness fly me home,

Temptation led to love with chrome,

The city and the problem child,

Teething, boredom, running wild.

Cheated, beaten, opened, abused,

These dreams of concrete have no real use,

The repercussions of the naïve need,

Torn and twisted by the failure of greed.

Chorus:

The trouble with concrete is the fabric of thought

If only we used it like we were taught

But battered by the pain and screams

We

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