We’re tied together by romance and history
An obligation to feel what you’re supposed to feel
My words keep slurring, my vision is blurring
Just keep on dancing our problems wont find us here

Can’t spend your whole life without a [bad word] [bad word] No superstition, fear what you want to fear
Ambition is glistening just never existing
No constellation depicts something I can hold
Believe

Shoot on sight and never write to me again
Shoot on sight, its never right to me

The walls are shrinking, the clock it keeps ticking
I say whatever – you here what you want to hear
My brain could stop dead and you wouldn’t notice
consolation is all that I’ll ever be
Believe

Shoot on sight and never write to me again
Shoot on sight, its never right to me x2