| [00:28] |
The rain pours down on the southern town |
| [00:32] |
Though it's hotter than LA |
| [00:41] |
The gas lit flames dance through the night |
| [00:45] |
Lighting my way home |
| [00:47] |
With rusted roof tops stones below |
| [00:54] |
The smell of harbor in my brain |
| [00:57] |
The smell of harbor in my brain |
| [01:00] |
The smell of harbor in my brain |
| [01:07] |
Sitting in the bay I miss LA |
| [01:13] |
The girl that would decay |
| [01:32] |
The roofs are lit with colored kids |
| [01:36] |
Drink their sorrows down |
| [01:45] |
Build with bricks and made with hate |
| [01:48] |
The memories inside |
| [01:58] |
The ghosts that follow me back home |
| [02:01] |
She's 6 feet under ground |
| [02:04] |
She's 6 feet under ground |
| [02:07] |
She's 6 feet under ground |
| [02:11] |
Sitting in the bay I miss LA |
| [02:17] |
The girl that would decay |
