Can you believe it?
12 seems so recent
But we can't keep it
Hair smells like chocolate, cops searching your pockets
We speed around town
With windows rolled down
We always mumble as a response to "Please stay out of trouble."
This isn't what you want
But this is all you've got
Trust me, trust me
So I'm keeping it slow
Keeping it slow, keep it slow, take it slow
Yeah, you can breathe it
Yeah, it's that easy
We're going all in
Gamble's fun heart attack you've won it all back
Our parent's old town
We're running things now
With foreheads angled down and shadows cast on smirks at questions we're asked
This isn't what you want
But this is all you've got
Trust me, trust me
So I'm keeping it slow
Keeping it slow, keep it slow, take it slow
But it's starting to show
Just keep it slow, keep it slow, take it slow
And I cannot run here, no I cannot stay here or go back home
Where every single fear is mixed together here in black tones
Thoughts slipping off
I'm safe if I stop
If you could run
If you could hide
If you could fall down, or fall behind