Texty: Sarah Harmer. Everytime.

I can throw away my fears
Up into the atmosphere
They race away at the rate
Of the smoke and rust
Look at all the poor drivers
Gotta go to work while I sleep
Steel town's light keep on glowing
On smokestacks that keep blowing
In my eyes so I can't see it
In my mind so I believe it
Everytime
I can see it in your eyes
I can read it on your thigh
They're not like either of us at all
Rivers of headlights keep shining
On wheels that we used for grinding
If I cry I can't see it
If I lie then I'd believe it
Everytime
Look at all the poor bastards
Gotta go to work
Everytime