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Bruce springsteen

 I was bruised and battered
and I couldn't tell what I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window
I didn't know my own face
Oh brother are you gonna
leave me wasting away
on the streets of Philadelphia

I walked the avenue
till my legs felt like stone
I heard the voices of friends
vanished and gone
At night I could hear
the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia

Ain't no angel gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip this skin

The night has fallen,
I'm lying awake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother
with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other
alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia