Texty: Straylight Run. The Needles The Space. The First Of The Century.

You know
You can be
The first of
This century
To bleed through
To find truth
To know what
You should do
You know
It could be
Anything
Sometimes (sometimes)
You might find (you might find)
A crack or (a crack or)
A fault line (a fault line)
But dressed down (but dressed down)
Or made up (or made up)
You'll find (you'll find)
A real love (a real love)
A place to
Come home to
At night
So what did we pay for
And why did we care
What were we after
And why was it there
Cause i have gave way to a false sense of hope
And we fell for the lie that its what we all chose
And i yell to my friends
It will all be ok
But they didnt believe me
They still dont today
They never do anything the haven't before
In the same
Solid room with no lock on the door and over and over and over again
The same false solutions to all the same problems
Scream why why i cant understand
Why the things that i do never go as i plan
And the vultures begin
Then some circle in (?)
The dogs lay their teeth (?)
Bright white and gleaming
But just hold your self
Barely begun
...?...
Let's see what you've got
This wide open shot
Take it or leave it
Cause we're getting out
We're getting out
Of here
And you'll never
Find us again
You'll never find us again