Lying on your back it's strange
How the world becomes flat
And I smile to the aftermath honey
And I found to perfect my range
That I'm better off facing the hurt
But its turning out in time
So listen carefully I don't have long to speak
Cos Baby I'm best on track
When there's nothing left of me
I would have faced that ledge a thousand times
But then again words are cheap
I'm living off locusts and light
It's only a temporary fix you see
And I saw, a sign from the underworld
It came in the form of a dog
but turns out I was the stray
you'll hear the ocean speak
But baby we blead our stripes
And please believe me when I Say
I would have faced that ledge a thousand times
But never did a foot once stray
Hey I might be human but I'm proud of that fact
Cos baby I'm best on track
And nobody got shit on me
I would have faced that ledge a thousand times
But babe who gives a fuck if we
Keep having to push ourselves now one last time
Hmmm, just muscle it out now
WRITERS
DAVID HOSKING, DAVID SYMES, JONATHAN HART, KILLIAN GAVIN, TIMOTHY HART