Wicked Streets (Edit)

I was out there With a thirst and hunger I was out where I could feel much younger I was kneeling Await some revealing Some release for these worn out knees It don't matter what you say or do What you feel, it comes right after you You've been losing everything Been losing every loose end It don't matter who saved you a seat Down these wicked streets Coming up now Through the smoking night air Get your kicks now Down these wicked streets where I was shaking And I was preaching over again Shouldn't come 'round if you don't want to feel a thing Gets under your skin God knows unlike anything, it shows What you're reaping, you did sow It don't matter what you say or do What you feel, it comes right after you You've been losing everything Been losing every loose end It don't matter who saved you a seat Down these wicked streets It don't matter what you say or do What you feel, it comes right after you You've been losing everything Been losing every loose end It don't matter who saved you a seat Down these wicked streets It don't matter what you say or do What you feel, it comes right after you You've been losing everything Been losing every loose end It don't matter who saved you a seat Down these wicked streets