Red Brick Maze

Chorus

Caracas nights swallow the light

Hungry eyes ready for the fight

You run from the wolves

You learn how to bite

The street makes the wrong feel right

Survival in sight

A grip on the knife

Verse 1

Hillside maze

Steep red brick and sun-scorched haze

The cooling unit is empty

Mama works two jobs but the cabinets are still lonely

Wailing sirens scream

Broken glass ruins the dream

Fourteen years old with a backpack full of holes

The devil on the corner collects those souls

Pre-Chorus

Look in the mirror

It only gets clearer

Fear gets closer

Harder to be a poser

Chorus

Caracas nights swallow the light

Hungry eyes ready for the fight

You run from the wolves

You learn how to bite

The street makes the wrong feel right

Survival in sight

A grip on the knife

Verse 2

Teacher moved away

Hard to learn when you have to pray

Saw his kin on the tile

Lawman keeps driving with a stone-cold smile

They want the tax

Pay up or watch the building relax in the flames

Whispers of easy paper

Join the crew or watch the world vaporize

Pre-Chorus

Look in the mirror

It only gets clearer

Fear gets closer

Harder to be a poser

Chorus

Caracas nights swallow the light

Hungry eyes ready for the fight

You run from the wolves

You learn how to bite

The street makes the wrong feel right

Survival in sight

A grip on the knife

Bridge

He wanted to fly

Under this sky

I watch the storm

I see the storm

I feel the storm

Shadows in the valley

The city will never keep the score

Chorus

Caracas nights swallow the light

Hungry eyes ready for the fight

You run from the wolves

You learn how to bite

The street makes the wrong feel right

Survival in sight

A grip on the knife