Paroles: Spitalfield. Faster Crashes Harder. First On A Long Left.

The green lights line up for miles. You'd think we were on our way and don't think that tonight won't be the same. I know that we have lost the things, that we have lost the things that we once had. And it's not you who changed or how things worked out in the past. I can't remember the last time I forgot you. The pedal hasn't seen the sky until now.