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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 Aus Songtexte Mania