[00:28.000]The rain pours down on the southern town[00:32.000]Though it's hotter than LA[00:41.000]The gas lit flames dance through the night[00:45.000]Lighting my way home[00:47.000]With rusted roof tops stones below[00:54.000]The smell of harbor in my brain[00:57.000]The smell of harbor in my brain[01:00.000]The smell of harbor in my brain[01:07.000]Sitting in the bay I miss LA[01:13.000]The girl that would decay[01:32.000]The roofs are lit with colored kids[01:36.000]Drink their sorrows down[01:45.000]Build with bricks and made with hate[01:48.000]The memories inside[01:58.000]The ghosts that follow me back home[02:01.000]She's 6 feet under ground[02:04.000]She's 6 feet under ground[02:07.000]She's 6 feet under ground[02:10.998]Sitting in the bay I miss LA[02:16.998]The girl that would decay