The city lights reflect in gutters as we go
I stole a glance but remained shackled to the road
For every dead end town somebody calls a home
We have our own
And this is only the start!
So break your bottles, let them shatter by your feet
We'll drink to severance but never to defeat
And make a pact to find the glory underneath
Our lack of self belief
This is only the start!
And it's only one party of many

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