Concrete
Empty blood lined hallways; one more solace to intrude
It's easy to think that we were kings as we're easy to delude
Standing on platforms waiting for the new
Trapped in an arms race when all I've wanted was you
Man made brightness, breathing despair
Where you mean nothing; I'm never there
It's easy to think that we were kings as we're easy to delude
Standing on platforms waiting for the new
Trapped in an arms race when all I've wanted was you
Man made brightness, breathing despair
Where you mean nothing; I'm never there
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Writer(s): Cameron Walker Wright, Jordan Witzigreuter
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