The neighborhood that 
I live in, 
I’ve always seen as home. 
At certain times at the evening, 
It’s like a no-go zone. 
Got cash in my pocket to last the weekend. 
And I’ve got features 
I quite like 
And don’t mind keeping. 
But I still walk the side streets home, 
Even when 
I’m on my own. 
If I let myself believe all the bad press and horror stories, 
I wouldn’t set a foot outside. 
You say I live in a bubble, 
I find a bubbles best. 
I don't think of the trouble 
Just turn and head due west. 
Quite light on my feet if 
I ever need be, 
As I zip down the street, 
No one ever sees me. 
But I still walk the side streets home, 
Even when 
I’m on my own. 
If I let myself believe all the bad press and horror stories, 
I wouldn’t set a foot outside. 
I’m tempting fate, (I know, tell me about it) 
So nonchalant, (I know and I don't doubt it) 
I’ll probably get it tommorrow. 
Till then 
I walk the side streets home, 
Even when i’m on my own. 
If I let myself believe… (Side streets home) (On my own) 
Believe...