And we keep speeding And we keep speeding And we keep crashing And we keep crashing And we keep reaching And we keep reaching And we keep crying 'Til we start laughing
Long before my fall from grace For a piece of me, they appeared From the throat, I'm tied to you All of us, we're cracked in two
And the ones in the back cry: Wait for me And the ones in the front cry: You're too slow, you're too slow And the ones who are weak cry: Carry me And the ones who are strong cry: Let me go, let me go
We reach for the things we idolize But the rings are just for show Her beauty is a form of charity Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow
Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow
(Na na na na na)
Long before my fall from grace For a piece of me, they appear From the throat, I'm tied to you All of us, we're cracked in two
And the ones we ignore cry: Come to me (Come to me) Are the ones we adore cry: Give me space, give me space And the ones who are cruel cry: Beg for me (Beg for me) Are the ones that possess, they love the chase, love the chase
We reach for the things we idolize (Idolize) But the rings are just for show Her beauty is a form of charity (Charity) Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow
Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress Dressed to suppress all kinds of sorrow
And we keep speeding And we keep speeding (Na na na na na) And we keep crashing And we keep crashing (Na na na na na) And we keep reaching And we keep reaching (Na na na na na) And we keep crying 'Til we start laughing
Compositores: Emily Haines, James Shaw ECAD: Obra #19292329