these words were never easier for me to say, we all want to be big stars -
but then we realise we never meant to go this far.
back track, rewind.
back to the streets we left behind
in the search of something beautiful that we already had.
paranoid, we can't avoid, living in denial.
i'd kill to feel the way the pictures portrayed
landslides swallow dream(er)s whole.
if i told you i needed you, would you keep me on track?
if i told you i loved you, would you take me back?
