Sal

See clothes, put them on
See music, turn it up
See drinks, down them
See the party, come on, let’s go

Escalators are here, they take you
I turn the mic ON
Before my song tears you apart
Start singing it, make it yours.

Make wishes, show
All your desires to go out today
The street hides, and you know where
The good stuff is for you
Get rid of the thorn, and around the corner
Find ways to live
Stay alert, they’re right in front
And you just have to go there

If you’re inside, leave all the bad stuff outside
I come from the kind that gets nervous
Dude... when he sees shady moves
I grab a piece, you catch a break
No more drama, man
No more nonsense
No more full fridges
No more empty cups.

Chorus
Night falls in the city, it’s time to wake up
Tribes want to conquer, people take their place
No more sun when waking up, no more natural light,
No more calm, no more peace
The moon rules the city.