歌词
(Verse 1)
In the heart of the city, where the streets run deep,
There's a man with a secret, a story to keep.
Every day at twilight, when the city's alive,
He walks the same old path, where his troubles collide.
(Chorus)
He screams at manhole covers, his voice echoes through the night,
But nobody listens, to his silent fight.
Shouting out his demons, in the shadows he roams,
A man and his madness, on these darkened roads.
(Verse 2)
People pass him by, with curious eyes,
They wonder what's his story, what makes him cry.
But he's lost in his world, where the echoes resound,
His screams are his solace, where his pain is found.
(Bridge)
Maybe once he was happy, maybe once he was free,
But now he's just a stranger, to reality.
Trapped in his anguish, with no key to escape,
So he screams at manhole covers, with each step he takes.
(Chorus)
He screams at manhole covers, his voice echoes through the night,
But nobody listens, to his silent fight.
Shouting out his demons, in the shadows he roams,
A man and his madness, on these darkened roads.
If you ever see him, walking down your street,
Remember the man who screams, with no one to meet.
For we all have our burdens, our silent cries,
Just like the man who screams, under city skies.
(Verse 1)
In the heart of the city, where the streets run deep,
There's a man with a secret, a story to keep.
Every day at twilight, when the city's alive,
He walks the same old path, where his troubles collide.
(Chorus)
He screams at manhole covers, his voice echoes through the night,
But nobody listens, to his silent fight.
Shouting out his demons, in the shadows he roams,
A man and his madness, on these darkened roads.
(Verse 2)
People pass him by, with curious eyes,
They wonder what's his story, what makes him cry.
But he's lost in his world, where the echoes resound,
His screams are his solace, where his pain is found.
(Bridge)
Maybe once he was happy, maybe once he was free,
But now he's just a stranger, to reality.
Trapped in his anguish, with no key to escape,
So he screams at manhole covers, with each step he takes.
(Chorus)
He screams at manhole covers, his voice echoes through the night,
But nobody listens, to his silent fight.
Shouting out his demons, in the shadows he roams,
A man and his madness, on these darkened roads.
If you ever see him, walking down your street,
Remember the man who screams, with no one to meet.
For we all have our burdens, our silent cries,
Just like the man who screams, under city skies.
