I like to stick to walls
Deserving 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 marks
Sit out on Lexington and Vine
All the pimps and prostitutes
wave you down at stopping signs
Save yourself save
your yourself yourself
Save yourself save yourself
Los Angelos I have
waited for you
To pick yourself up and change
The city you live
this ocean and sand
Its founded by
lights 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 bread
I am a fire escape
my spine's made of iron
My heart pumps that old red paint
Save yourself
Save yourself