Point Breeze
In the light of the day we're whistlin' Dixie
Walkin' down the street seeing nothing but gray
My vice is running out of steam
If my intentions are good well it's still fucked up so
What does it mean
No point the streets are changin'
A white breeze is blowing through them
No point the buildings changing
I want some way to live
I want some way to live
Ayeyaya
In the dead of night this town is coming up bright lights
Which way to the fire?
There's a brick through OCF and I'm walking by myself, by myself
No point the streets are changin'
A white breeze is blowing through them
No point the buildings changing
Woah oh, oh, woah
Woah oh
I want some way to live
I want some way to live
I want some way to live
I want some way to live
Ayeyaya
Ayeyaya
Ayeyaya
Ayeyaya
Writer/s: Christina Marie Halladay, Hart Seely, Kyle Seely, Matt Palmer
