Yeah, we're a burden. No, no we don't try real hard. We just get by strumming our hearts, All by ourselves. Yeah, we don't see a purpose. To the fights you sell. Cause you're just seeking cheap shots in sweet spots, I keep my hands to myself. Some say its just a phase, And time wont change a thing. But this city needs a switch An infinite glow Sleepless the bodies fuel The tired eyed and this possessed apartment bound. And Im waiting For this light to fade in tone For this concrete neon city To give me the key to change the world. And well see soon enough As our wide eyes sing our luck.