Starting to breathe
Feet on the ground
Smacking my face
It's time to run
The gun has shot violently
I'm getting the clothes from shoes to hat
I'm making myself who I really am
BUt I know something's burning
And there's nothing else...
Pockets full of dreams in heaven
The coast I guess is a place to rest
So I'll try to get...
The coast I guess is a place to rest
I can feel the air blowing up around
and I can see you're here
Hearing the sound
It's coming down
Feet on the ground
Smacking my face
It's time to run
The gun has shot violently
I'm getting the clothes from shoes to hat
I'm making myself who I really am
BUt I know something's burning
And there's nothing else...
Pockets full of dreams in heaven
The coast I guess is a place to rest
So I'll try to get...
The coast I guess is a place to rest
I can feel the air blowing up around
and I can see you're here
Hearing the sound
It's coming down