this is our sound

i can't seem to take you anywhere, we ditched your friends at williamson square, where the rank and file shoot us dirty looks, hail a taxicab, don't want to walk, the nighttime here is a plastic box, gently amplifying in the basement rock, the distant tones from the detainees, friendly girls who pack it full of these, when you're not around, this is our sound, i can't seem to take you anywhere, we ditched your friends at williamson square, where the rank and file shoot us dirty looks, hail a taxicab, don't want to walk, the nighttime here is a plastic box, gently amplifying the basement rock, the distant tones from the detainees, friendly girls who pack it full of these, when you're not around, this is our sound, when you're not around, this is our sound, when you're not around, this is our sound, this is not a song, there is nothing wrong, when the light inside, is not as bright