Feet on the side mirror
With a sunset in the rearview
I’m coming back
Back to the state; to a constant state of crisis
Because what do you do once you’re safe
And you find that everything you wanted
Is everything you hate?
Time hasn’t been kind
It’s been building up under our eyes
But we’ve got time still
We’ll figure it out
We’ve taken it this far so why stop now?
Show me some teeth
I want to feel it
I need something worth keeping a secret
I need something
