When I go walking through the city at night
I see the trash is pilling up against the sides of the street
Of the streets when it's day
Where all the bodies collide
I like to think about this place like it's a dream
A dream I had when I was watching TV
When I was five, when I was ten
Now I'm inside it, here I am
On these streets, with these dreams
On this island and I'm staying 'til
Somebody kills the lights
'Til someboday kills the lights
'Til somebody kills the lights
Up on the old white way
I'm gonna stay and survive
Kill the lights!
Kill the lights!
It's rough sometimes
