All Right - Bryce Merritt

You and I dance along Living in our own universe We are something good And feels just like it should You're the flare on the side of the road Holding out my tee

Big Man - Boy

Feeding Line - Boy

[Whistling] We've run out of reason Losing sight of what it's supposed to be A part time believer till truth We've somehow conceded this self-evasive solitude

Laid my head next to yours Born to be an open door I wanna stay up all night long Make love till the morning comes Chemicals dance inside my blood Fist full of