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.