Like stealing sound from a parade
Or loss, hands tied up
When enough just wasn't enough
From the top of our lungs
I cave in tuned to the bottom of our guts
It's okay, the ringing's got me empty
I'm okay, the ringing's got me empty

I can't say I'm living slowly
I wish my days away
When night comes
I'm on the brink of thirst, exhaustion, and opportunity
My hands, they tremble softly
But my habits take that away
Get lost in the conversation
Weeks are leading to endless disarray

Steady the hands and knees
While our hearts beat out of our chests
We're wide open now, open now
Sing the songs that you wanted to sing
Sing them loud and out of key
We're wide, wide open now, open now

You set the pace for my skin and bones
I'm ragged and drunk
Still living at home
And it's alright
I save the youth but I don't make shit
I carry badlands across my chest
And it's alright


Steady the hands and knees
While our hearts beat out of our chests
We're wide open now, open now
Sing the songs that you wanted to sing
Sing them loud and out of key
We're wide, wide open now, open now

Sing the songs that you wanted to sing
Sing them loud and out of key
We're wide, wide open now
We're wide, wide open now


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