Texty: Quietdrive. Believe.

A city under the gun
A smoking gun
Frozen wasteland we are on
I see the lights
Flames ignite
Cigarettes that I don't own
I've seen them bleed
Watched them beg
Walked to where the sidewalk ends
Recycled bars, brand new cars
Better find that cabby quick

Drinks for free
When you're with me

Believe
That you're always on my mind
Believe
That you got here just in time
I'm not listening, no
I'm not listening, no
That you're always on my mind
Not this again

Dim the lights
The city ignites
Silent boycott of our lives
We are the town
The time is now
Got one chance to paint it red

Every night, start a fight
Find a count to make it right
Take a shot, make it grip
Gonna shoot one from the hip

Drinks for free when you're with me
If you're down with me
Then you must believe

Believe
That you're always on my mind
Believe
That you got here just in time
I'm not listening, no
I'm not listening, no
That you're always on my mind
Not this again

Take what you need to take
Jump
It's not far away
Run, run, run to me
They will never catch us
They'll never catch us

Take what you need to take
Jump
It's not far away
Please come back to me
They will never catch us
They'll never catch us

Believe
That you're always on my mind
Believe
That you got here just in time
I'm not listening, no
I'm not listening, no
That you're always on my mind
Not this again