On paper, the distance doesn’t seem that bad The line between what our hearts believe and what we do with our hands And we’re passing out again
A fever is breaking all over this day, As we sweat out all our workweeks and remind ourselves we wanted it this way The breakneck speed at which we’re running isn’t making friends with anyone And we’re left to justify these broken walls
Don’t ever forget the cost that we create
A fever is breaking all over this day, As we sweat out all our workweeks and remind ourselves we wanted it this way Running faster, this race goes on forever While we’re passing out on rooftops ‘cause we can’t handle the pressure Never rest, and we’re left to justify these broken walls