They were lit like the houses on this street
I have no destination
I've dreamed all that I could be
that was some good time wasted
We'll caress the early morning with our laughter
as our youth slips, through our fingertips
We'll make believe the streets aren't crumbling beneath our feet
we're deadbeat
heat rising, knee deep
We'll make believe the streets aren't crumbling beneath our feet
we're deadbeat
heat rising, can't sleep
at the helm, steer the ship
I'll lift my concrete feet
take static steps across the restless sea
'cause I dreamed that there was more that I could be
but I'm still sat here wondering
without a map, with no direction
I can see
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor
throw your drinks across beige walls
these empty promise lands demand your full attention
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor
throw your drinks across beige walls
these empty promise lands demand your full attention
at the helm, steer the ship
I'll lift my concrete feet
take static steps across the restless sea
'cause I dreamed that there was more that I could be
but I'm still sat here wondering
without a map, just fear of failure pushing me
paradise is on the horizon
a silhouette that we, we can only see
if you could go climb the stairs of your life
and come back with some answers
would you whisper them softly in the darkness, to me?
so we could feel paradise
safety in our hands, and for that minute we'd be free
yes, we could feel paradise
safety in our hands, and for that minute we'd be free
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor
throw your drinks across beige walls
these empty promise lands demand your full attention
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor
throw your drinks across beige walls
these empty promise lands demand your full attention, full attention

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