For the Restless

For the restless

Shots over memory lane,
So loud magnified by the sounds.
Meet me again in the rain,
Double back theres trouble again.
The best of our last days,
Folding the worst of our best plays.

They say,
\"Drive, theres nothing to see here,
Drive, theres nothing to see\"
Strike the matches,
If you're restless, be reckless.
Bet it all on a bolt coming out of the blue,
Be reckless, over to you.

A secret far underground,
So scared every time it rains down.
They'd all go swimming through town,
Alone we get lost in the crowd.
Far as the crow flies,
Trying not to stop at the red lights.

They say,
\"Drive, theres nothing to see here,
Drive, theres nothing to see,
Drive, theres nothing to see here,
Drive, everything under control\"
Strike the matches,
If you're restless, be reckless.
Bet it all on a bolt coming out of the blue,
Be reckless, over to you.

I read your every move,
I read your every move.
You know I wrote the book.
I read your every move,
I read your every move.
You know I wrote the book.
The best of our last days,
Folding the worst of our best plays.
They say.
The best of our last days,
Folding the worst of our best plays.

They say,
\"Drive, theres nothing to see here,
Drive, theres nothing to see\"
Strike the matches,
Be reckless, be reckless.
Bet it all on a bolt coming out of the blue,
Be reckless, over to you.
Strike the matches,
If you're restless, be reckless.
Be reckless.
Bet it all on a bolt coming out of the blue,
Be reckless, over to you.



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Scott Wood, Benjamin Paul Pix, Leaton John Rose, Jared Quintin Brown, Luke Anthony Szabo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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