You can say it all
And I can bite my tongue
Cause it would take all week
To tell you where I'm from
I know what your about
Why don't you close your mouth?
And step right over here
So we can dance this [out]
These lazy days are way to long
Like razor blades, under your tongue
And the city lights, will burn you down
Or build you up, high above the ground
High above the ground, high above the ground
High above the ground