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It’s always hard to start everything from scratch
And even though it feels like we’re not toiling in vain
Somehow, it doesn’t get any easier day by day
Not one bit
Empty pockets
But with generous hearts and a flag in our hands
These hooligans won’t go under
Sepia, gamma
The contrast of these streets—black-and-white HDR
Our makeup: two black eyes and scars
We just wanted to rise up from nothing
Now look at what we’ve become

Four zeros, a dark night
We help others, but no one can help us
A tragicomedy—camera, action!
Actors devoid of feelings or emotion—take two
Take two
This isn’t a film shoot; it’s life
It won’t get any easier from here—just hold on
Up through the stairwells, floor after floor
Together, in our dreams, we’ll carve out our own path
Four zeros—where are we supposed to run? Clutch depressed—now to hit the gas
We need to push just a little harder to reach the finish line
Don't forget everyone you left behind

And beneath the streetlamp...
Beneath the streetlamp, it is always darkest of all
And the devils lurking in the quiet depths will shoot their own movie there
What was, is gone
And it happened a long, long time ago
It is not for you and me to judge
What destiny holds in store
What happened long ago might not even be true
But we march on, with steady stride, straight toward a bright tomorrow
What happened long ago can never be reclaimed
If others have forgotten you, then you should forget them too
People spin their fates on a financial carousel
Whirling through business deals, constantly devising schemes
Finding ways to make money just to live a livelier life
They raked in a fortune, had their fun—and ended up in jail
But don't be a follower; always be the one who leads the way
The Almighty helps only those who keep moving toward the horizon
By day, the sun; by night, the moon will light the path
On my watch...

Four zeros—it’s the dead of night
We help others, yet there is no one to help us
A tragicomedy: "Camera... Action!"
Actors devoid of feeling or emotion—"Cut! Let's do a retake!"
Take two...
But this isn't a film shoot—this is real life
It won't get any easier from here on out, so just hold on tight
Up through the stairwells, floor after floor
Together, in our dreams, we’ll take the turns at full throttle
Four zeros—where are we supposed to run?
Clutch depressed—now to hit the gas
We need to push just a little harder to reach the finish line
Don't forget everyone you left behind

Those who couldn't make it...
Who gave up and walked away...
Who found the meaning of life in something else entirely
The Street