Fire Escape Foster the People
I like to stick [E]to walls
[C#m]Observing conversations and li[A]fting them[B] whe[A]n they fall
[E]I am a fire escape, my s[C#m]pine is made of iron
My[A] heart pumps out old re[B]d [A]paint.
Save[E] yourse[B]lf, sa[C#m]ve yourse[B]lf, yours[A]elf.[B]
[E] Save [B]yourse[C#m]lf, save [B]yourself.[A] [B]
[E]I see the seasons change,
[C#m]All the young faces come and[A] replace the d[B]ying one[A]s.
[E]Sit out on Lexington and Vine
[C#m]All the pimps and prostitutes w[A]ave you down at[B] stopping sig[A]ns.
S[E]ave you[B]rself,[C#m] save you[B]rself, yo[A]urse[B]lf.
[E] Save [B]yourse[C#m]lf, save [B]yourself.[A] [B]
[C#m]Los Angeles I have been waiting f[B]or y[A]ou,
t[E]o pick yourself up and ch[B]an[A]ge
[E]The city you've [C#m]made, this oc[B]ean and sand
[E]Its founded on l[C#m]ights and self made[B] men[A].
[E]I've watched the dreamers find their l[C#m]egs
And I've se[A]en the ones that come get reduced to bones a[B]nd rags[A].
[E]I am a fire escape, my spine [C#m]is made of iron
[A]My heart pumps out old[B] red paint[A].
[E]Save yo[B]urself[C#m], save yo[B]urself.[A]
[E]Save yourse[B]lf, save yoursel[A]f.
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