Six feet below with the dreams in our heads and the things we never said: "you're all I know"

We stick to what we know, we know the business between this our style is seemlessly untouchable we know, we know. From our homes to stereo we stole the sound you've been looking for. One foot in the door one foot at the show we know.

We stick to endless roads with a single hope in our heads alone in our beds where winter's not as cold.

So roll your windows down and lets bury this town at the bottom of our hearts as we burn brighter than stars.

Six feet below with the dreams in our heads and the things we never said: "you're all I know". And I'm leaving you behind this time I'm not coming home.

How do you do the things I do so wrong