The perfumed rain that’s far from innocent [bad word] back again to split this town, into two. 
The obstacle stands but doesn’t stand a chance on where it sits and over again, it’ll swallow us up. 

Under neon stars, there’s something about this place and living under neon lights that has me saying that I never knew, and I want to go but I won’t go. My dreams are in a video. That’s made me love all over again. 

The one to call me home has gotta be peace a fantasy far past concrete to something warm. To some power is guns to some self control but either way it’ll swallow us up. And we’ll be healed. 

Under neon stars, there’s something about this place and living under neon lights that has me saying that I never knew, and I want to go but I won’t go. My dreams are in a video. That’s made me love all over again. 

Under neon stars, there’s something about this place and living under neon lights that has me saying that I never knew, and I want to go but I won’t go. My dreams are in a video. That’s made me love all over again.