Compositor: Brennan Lethbrigde / Kyler Henderson / Patrick Boyer / Tyler Osmond
It's black or it's white, it's wrong or it's right
Everyone tries, everyone tries
To be understood, would if I could
But I'm just tied to the grind
Head filled up with dreams
I want to feel serene
And I just might follow you
Into the light, into the light
Just to feel distance from greed
Move on ahead, living this dead
Weight is a heart filled up with fallacy
I could talk in strides
I'll just close my eyes
Live in my, live in my dreams
I sleep alone tonight
Walk the streets for fire
I won't talk, I won't talk
It's mighty fine sleep tonight
Walk in line
Fall from the sky, fall from the sky
Fall from the sky, eat or get eaten
Telling a lie, telling a lie
Trying to run from my demons
Holed up in my head
Watching color spread
Follow me, follow me, follow you