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