So here we are.
Strong enough to face this road of failure
together and find a way back home.
And we're so far, but goddamn
I can't stand the feeling of changing.
Our friends won't be the friends
we want them to be.
Theres bloodstains in the underground.
I've never made an honest dollar in this town
and all I've learned from these broken teeth
is the means of deceit that we know.
So here we are.
Still surprised that we made it this far.
We were hungry for blood
but with flesh in our teeth
we're less calloused then guilty.
And I know this road
Will try to rot and fall apart but
Hollow graves from past mistakes
won't get us out of this town.
I've recognized some ways
To prove we've had our prouder moments
but we're trying. And theres no easy way,
I'm considering a safer condition
but i hate myself so much more when I'm alone
And I know this road
Will try to rot and fall apart but
Hollow graves from past mistakes
won't get us out of this town.
The ugliness worn on our faces
starts to look like warm, warm weather.
We never learned to bloom Where we were
planted but by God did we grow together.