Текст: City To City. Other. City Lights.

So sick of these city lights
Burning holes in our bloodshot eyes
Happiness isn't alive in modern life
Its playing dead in you and I

Playing dead in past regrets
Playing dead in words unsaid

(We Are)We are the city lights
(We Are)We are the bloodshot eyes
(We Are)We are the wasted lives
Of a culture playing dead

Punching clocks in the shadows
Of graffiti-soaked, skyrise tombstones
That scrape the heavens for salvation
Because this modern life was our original sin

(We Are)We are the city lights
(We Are)We are the bloodshot eyes
(We Are)We are the wasted lives
Of a culture playing dead

Selling souls for deliverance
From this modern day horror business
Beware, Beware
We're biting bullets set to explode

There's no such thingas their better life

We're playing dead
Playing dead in past regrets
Playing dead in words unsaid
Playing dead in the realization that we are the living dead

(We Are)We are the city lights
(We Are)We are the bloodshot eyes
(We Are)We are the wasted lives
Of a culture playing dead