Breath  the open city

Dirty and Polluted

...Home sweet home

Drink in its history

In old town dive bars

While you hear stories

Of a fall from grace

 

Caged in a crowded cubicle

I long for the sadness

Projected in the faces of the forgotten

The song of a broken man's croon come last call

 

Los Angeles

Fair Verona

Take me in

Make me yours

Show me everything that once was

And could never be

 

Here in the city of lost angels

We welcome the broken

The down and damned

Tell us your stories

Make us your history

Leave your black mark

On our dirty streets

...And never look back