Текст:
All we do is go
Up, going up go down
Pull around, this is us, the usual
Wanderlust, running blind
Time is never on our side, the usual
When dark becomes light
The broken will rise
The usual
Up, up, going up, go down
Pull around, this is us, the usual
Voices in the hallway
Some whispers fill the rooms
Come to stay with me and you
’cause we ask for it