Hit the ground and start running Around the streets where you grew up Try at best to feel something Show me when I’m outta luck Bones of stone pierce the water I’ve got time on my shoulders Here tonight we cross the border That divides us and ourselves
It’s strange how I still feel nothing It’s strange I feel so undercut I kick my leg and I surface for air I’ll show you when I’m outta luck
Bones of stone pierce the water I’ve got time on my shoulders Here tonight we cross the border That divides us and ourselves
Bones of stone Bones outgrown All that’s left is us, us and ourselves
Hit the ground and start running Around the streets where you grew up Make a sound write a story you can tell For us, for us and ourselves