Backstreet freestyle lyrics5/31/2023 My InterpretationI can see the ambiguity in this song, but I don't believe it was initially written about a male friendship. Stranded in the park and forced to confess Trying to learn to walk like the heroes we thought we had to beĪnd after all this time, to find we're just like all the rest Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness Laying here in the dark, you're like an angel on my chest When the breakdown hit at midnight, there was nothing to sayīut I hated him, and I hated you when you went away You can blame it all on me, Terry, it don't matter to me now Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dyingĪt night sometimes it seemed you could hear the whole damn city cryingīlame it on the lies that killed us, blame it on the truth that ran us down Where famous dancers scraped the tears up off the street, dressed down in rags In the deep heart of the night they set us loose of everything Huddled in our cars, waiting for the bells that ring Where desperate lovers park, we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing Running for our lives at night on them backstreets With a love so hard and filled with defeat Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in the heat Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born inĬatching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends
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