Texty: Embrace. Dry Kids.

We're dry kids
There's nothing you've got I want
Are you gonna leave?

So you keep it locked in
We murder each other each day
Knowing we'd never be
Crow barred apart

And we try for so long
To reach eleven
On a scale of one to ten
But we never get so far

I'm done
You're out of my system
Learning how to live
With how it feels

And we try for so long
To reach eleven
On a scale of one to ten
But we never get so far

Me and you should have
Never left the start
Me and you should have
Never got this far