The Road to Damascus Street

I’ve been breaking out of here
Since that tag came off my wrist
Under flags of inconvenience
Clinched my teeth and clenched my fist
Put everyone who dared to care
Found bitter in the sweet
Pissed all my faith against the wall
Down on Damascus Street
Never turned a deal down
Too handy on my feet
Harder than a dead run
Down on Damascus Street
Ooh down on Damascus Street
Ooh down on Damascus Street
But fate’s a cruel master
And fear’s a worthy foe
And one too many shadows
Told me I had to go
Kids like me don’t end up here
A foreign fighting man
A Hellhole filled with strangers
Forgetting all I am
Jean Jacques isn’t getting up
That blade went in too deep
Drawn on everything I learned
Down on Damascus Street
Ooh down on Damascus Street
Ooh down on Damascus Street
Before they close this city off
Before the lights turn blue
Before they turn the dogs out
Before the day is new
Ghosted over borders
Scared of all I’d meet
I’d sell my soul to make it home
Back on Damascus Street
Peruvian soil stole innocence
Cocoa forced defeat
Left me dead in all but name
Down on Damascus Street
Oooh down on Damascus Street
Oooh down on Damascus Street
Oooh down on Damascus Street
Oooh down on Damascus Street