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 wastin' 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. Just as black and whispery 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 the skin. The night has fallen I'm lyin' awake. I can feel myself fadin' away. So receive me brother with your faithless kiss. Or will we leave each other alone like this. On the streets of Philadelphia?