First To Leave
Two Guns, One Mile
I see you reaching over ghost town walls, and I'll tell you what I'd do if I were you: I would tunnel underground without making a sound to find a place where I can make mistakes. Taking an easy way is slowing down, putting obstacles around your sunken walls. In a home without a road, a song without a note of hope, I dare you to forget the things you know. There's little pieces of the road in everything you do. And though you think I'm out to hurt you, I never wanted to. Maybe if I wasn't older we'd still be rolling by, maybe we would still be rolling. You want a better way to take my time, to relieve me of the things I have to do. If you want to, sing along, to save it all and make it so you'll always have a way to make it me. Please don't let this chain you, we've lost our way
From Letras Mania