Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave.
You re running today, maybe tomorrow you ll be saved.
You pray for daylight to save you for a while.
You wonder if your children will face the killer s smile.
Dead men – tell no tales,
In Gangland – murder s up for sale.
Dead men – tell no tales,
In Gangland – where the jailbirds die.
Face at the window leers into your own.
But it s only your reflection, still you tremble in your bones.
How long can you hide? How long til they come?
A rat in a trap but you ve got to survive.
Once you were glad to be free for a while.
The air tasted good and the world was your friend.
Then came the day when the hard times began.
Now you re alone but alive for how long?
A knife at your throat, another body on the pile.
A contract to keep and it s service with a smile.
Murder for vengeance or murder for gain.
Death on the streets or a blacked out jail.
Dead men – tell no tales,
In Gangland – murder s up for sale.
Dead men – tell no tales,
In Gangland – where the jailbirds die.
In Gangland you tell no tales.
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