Lyrics

We all wear our hunger on our heart In the cold blooded academy of ghetto streets It ain't treason if it's a good reason We're only as real as the promises we keep The strength of the wolf lies in the pack And the loneliness can get you in trouble Let's go feed the vultures down in this concrete jungle There's a flag of inconvenience that flies above this town Where they build you up to touch the sky Before they bring you down You gotta live with a killer instinct You gotta die a little to survive You gotta love with a killer instinct You gotta hurt a little to get by The streets have burned since midnight There's tension in the air Another waste of time and life in another warlord's lair Just one more shot in the mainline Straighter than a preacher's dream All the animals come out at night It's a sundown primal scene There's a flag of inconvenience that flies above this town Where they build you up to touch the sky Before they bring you down You gotta live with a killer instinct You gotta die a little to survive You gotta love with a killer instinct You gotta hurt a little to get by There's no saints in the wild kingdom You gotta prowl like a beast of prey You gotta live with a killer instinct You gotta die a little everyday You gotta live with a killer instinct You gotta die a little to survive You gotta love with a killer instinct You gotta hurt a little to get by You gotta live with a killer instinct You gotta die a little to survive You gotta love with a killer instinct You gotta hurt a little to get by
Writer(s): Damon Johnson, Richard Desmond Warwick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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