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