Cutting ties babe
Carry my blade hipside
Alright
Try to take that away
Pleasures grip too tight
A sentimental pain
But I can last all night
I'll do it again
Street lights always caught my eye babe
The sequence the color oh that look you gave
Yeah
I face my demons every time you shine on me
It seems the purist lie I cannot hide
But baby help me breathe
Sand drips through my hands
And I can't help watch
It seems the emptiness inside won't be enough to stop
See you come down every time
See your picture now, you're not mine