Fairweather : Concrete Atlas Şarkı Sözleri

this town is a ghost town, of funerals and lets downs.
The list of dead goes on and on and on.
The sidewalks ache from the weight of holding,
up broken hearts. Imgiving up on moving on.
What used to fi will these streets with life,
has thrown a brick right through our lives now.
Dont hold back. So forget about the bricks,
we wear around our necks,
And forget about every second up to this.
Heres to the walking casualties of heavy handed,
subelty. So raise a drink, well break the windows
and the chairs, and finally start a fire burning,
at both ends. I might be everything to you need
and you might be the same for me.
We got out fast, burning at both ends