The Streets I Call My Own

Walking down the old alleys
My spots from years ago
Some of them still smell the same
But they’re not the places I know
I see new writings on the wall
They don’t appeal to me
Who is fake and who is true?
Is this the new reality?
This is my home where i belong
These streets and places I call my own
Do you still remember
Chasing snitches and informers
Setting rules not to be broken
Hanging out on every corner
Good old days we call thеm now
Times changed let’s bе fair
Is this the place that feel like home
Do you think you still care?
No matter how much they’ve changed
And how they look today
No matter how many fears they spread
Wounds heal and scars remain
No matter how many broken hearts
I love them and dunno why
These streets hold our memories
They never gonna die!