borders that we say are policing you back to their armstension to take pills that'll make you feel higher insidedo you often look back on us feeling confidentlywould it make any difference if 
I wasn't lateor 
I've been to angry to showthe sovereign statements wrongit's a bilaw and a valiant oneto honor hopeful thoughtsit's the talent, not the promo-shots
Story has shownyou all felt alone
Story has shownyou all felt aloneeven ifif the sound it makes when it's tighteningsweet winding ofof a mandolinhurts your fingers andand you try to hold on but it's not quite workingthis reminds me of the sound you make when we disagree
Story has shownyou all felt alone
Story has shownyou all felt aloneeven if you've been so close you're not alone anymorestill we growstill we growit reminds me of the sound you always used to make
Story has shownyou all felt alone
Story has shownyou all felt aloneeven if you've been so close you're not alone anymorestill we growstill we grow