Letra

I like to stick to walls Observing conversations and lifting them when they fall I am a fire escape, my spine's made of iron My heart pumps that old red paint Save yourself, save yourself, yourself Save yourself, save yourself I see the seasons change All the young faces come and replaces the dying ones Sit out on Lexington and Vine All the pimps and prostitutes wave you down at stopping signs Save yourself, save yourself, yourself Save yourself, save yourself Los Angeles, I've been waiting for you to pick yourself up and change The city you've made this ocean and sand It's founded on liars and self-made men I've seen the dreamers find their legs And I've seen the ones that come get reduced to bones and rags Cause I am a fire escape, my spine's made of iron My heart pumps that old red paint Save yourself, save yourself Save yourself, save yourself
Writer(s): Mark Foster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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