-I’m thinking higher places, I’m always on the grind
-People in higher places, they think I’m out my mind
-Kicking on this wired path through the city
-Pray I don’t fall down, woah

-We fall in love with faces, they promise better lives
-But all these dirty faces want to leave us far behind
-Kicking on this wired path through the city
-I’m not falling down, woah

-In love with city smoke but I’m not big on getting high
-This city never sleeps so Imma sing a lullaby

-I guess I’ll sing it through the Radio
-Win it with Black Light
-In love with singing to the Radio
-We’re making Black Light
-I guess I’ll sing it through the Radio
-Win it with Black Light
-In love with singing to the Radio
-We’re making Black Light, we’re making Black Light

-They want to start a war then? I’ll start them from the spine
-Hey Little Lady won’t you have my back just one time?
-Kicking on this wired path through the City
-I’m not falling down

-Because I’m singing through the Radio
-Win it with Black Light
-In love with singing to the Radio
-We’re making Black Light
-I guess I’ll sing it through the Radio
-Win it with Black Light
-In love with singing to the Radio
-We’re making Black Light, we’re making Black Light

-It’s part of the game
-As clever as you’re meant to be, we’re trying to write a history attempting to make another attempt to be a destiny
-Something they’re not meant to see
-Refreshingly deceptive to effectively domesticate the enemy
-The Black Light naked to the eye until it’s opened up
-Tongue tied when they listen in on both of us
-It’s invisible, invincible, in each and individual
-So I guess I’ll sing it through the Ra-