Texty: The Early November. Exchanging Two-hundred.

it's one of those days
when nobody's home
everyone's here
but you're all alone
it's one of those nights
where everyone's cold
but they're standing on ice
and it's all your fault

i feel this moment
has been lasting for days
without even blinking
I've seen a million faces
change the way they look

everything you wanted you've got it
and you're whole life
but all you want is just to see

just wait follow the sounds
they'll love the way
you make it sound
it sounds the same to you and me
but now you've got everything

everything you wanted you've got it
and you're whole life
but all you want is just to see

wait follow the sound(follow the sound)
they'll love the way you make it sound(love the way you sound)
it sounds the same to you and me(sounds the same to me)
and now you got everything