Words fail me trying to convey, the right to say But they're written in the on my face like a road map to show you the way No if there's no today time will take all we've left, we've only now So fly away, your breath and don't look down What of us? if our mistakes are the sum of us Missing all the right in front of us
[Pressure, Ev Jones & Burford:] Here we are, our got a hold of us One too far, our past blindfolding us Here we are, our in front of us If we lose our path, then what of us?
Every of my life, I've had to build across a broken divide Cornered animals only know how to So why's it feel like for winning argument, I lose a little part of us If I concede that I could be the feud within this I don't know where I stand Maybe lately I been focused on my own just trying to broker a If everything's left unspoken then I know we're damned And we'll keep drowning with this tied to both of our hands But don't my silence for my withdraw only people caught inside a war say it's worth fighting for If this us, what becomes of us? Missing all the beauty right in of us
[Pressure, Ev Jones & Burford:] Here we are, our pride got a of us One road too far, our past us Here we are, our world in of us If we our path, then what becomes of us?
Asked a friend a question, How do you drink at night? 'Cause that's how much I spill I tried to drown my demons, but my they grew gills I feel I have no chill but don't want my to give cos I'm a father and got two other hearts to live for Frida said 'Viva La Vida', meet her On the other side and fall at her feet Never such good advice, not here to pass the time I'm here to map a story on my face with lines, right? We can't see the path cos of our busy lives Like we can't see the stars at cos of the city lights I need to step away and find my Redecorate my mind My, my Alice, I went the rabbit-hole To find my sadness, and crush it like it's I my manners, and try to be kind When I find my answers, I'm going to be
[Pressure, Ev Jones & Burford:] Here we are, our pride got a of us One road too far, our past us Here we are, our world in of us If we lose our path, then becomes of us?