Inner city innocence We don't care what we're doing So long as we're moving We don't have time for lying around We're too young to waste time picking our feet off the ground
So long as the sun is out We'll waste time doing anything we can to procrastinate Times like these I wish I could drive I'd consume the road with my eyes
And when the day is over And the wolves come out to play We'll still be here And when the smoke is rising And when the night gets too loud We'll get to hear
Accounts of times that we'd forgotten about Through someone else's eyes Confessions of things we never knew about Breaking down walls
It won't be long Before the sun has gone And it starts getting dark Some time around five o'clock You could say I hate the winter But in hindsight I think I'm being unfair
'Cause after all the winter gave us snow And I can't fault the way it makes our streets glow But I just wish that we could have this heat all year round 'Cause I'm sick to death of struggling to walk on this ground I shouldn't have to feel so isolated in the white facade I just want to spend more time outside Is that so hard?