We're kids without homes Carrying backpacks full of ghosts We're drunk driving through our lives Lives like cities without streetlights And we're alright Am I cursed with quivering teeth from the cold trapped in my bones? With a mouth full of clouds the rain pours in my lungs and I am gone 'Cause there's an ocean inside that pulls at me, its tearing me apart And every wave is a whisper goodbye, and I'm told to carry on We're just kids without homes Carrying backpacks full of ghosts We're drunk driving through our lives Lives like cities without streetlights And we're alright Cause there's an ocean inside that pulls at me, it's tearing me apart And every wave is a whisper goodbye, it's just so hard to carry onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
