Let them out their broken hearts weighing us down let them out they've seen the mess we made they're crawling back home dry your wings in the wind fly away try your wings in the wind can't fly away
Sick of it sick of your shit
Lights below the dark drifts won't leave you alone slow it down the path in front of me they're crawling back home washing sins in the street can't walk away city's crumbling down crumble away
Sick of it sick of your shit
Trying hard to escape from this sandbox even when your wings have been plucked off been plucked off by routine scratching at the sidewalk cracks downtown slow it down slow it down when the day has closed it's eyes on you again