Igarette reflections on a plastic faith I swear I've heard this one a thousand times Lobotomies of dedications ruined this place Treading water tryna breathe Is this the gospel of a failure to come? Its just one step to slip Can't you see this fucking road we're on? At the bottom everything's alright but it's still so hard to write these songs And make our way out through the dawn But I said We can start walking home if you wanna Take in these city lights We can try to test false hope and see if there's anything left inside We can start walking home if you wanna Take in these small town lights tonight We can make sure there's a way out of here