Davico

I got the call, we said we're leavin' tomorrow

We're hollow, we're hollow

We hit the road, I tried to sleep through the potholes

It's hollow, this I know

The more I hear it, it gets harder to follow

The more I hear it, it gets tougher to swallow

With our sights set low and our dreams on hold

Daily bought and sold

There's still fights left going,

So throw down the phone

Make your presence known

We live in this city, but our hearts elsewhere

And that's a sign of the times

These houses are pretty, in a way that home base

Could never hope to compare to

We're feeling so gritty, and our heart's elsewhere

And that's a sign of the times

So you fight and you still always seek the next thrill

And stop fearing the worst (and start expecting the best)

I got some issues I blocked out with the bottle

I fought though, at least I thought so

I thought we'd come home,

Everything would be solved though

That's not so, I'm glad we talked though

The more I hear it, it gets harder to follow

It's been 5 months, it still gets tougher to swallow

There'll come a time when

We will choose to talk about it

We'll hide our guns in a shoebox in the closet

And we'll unlock it

And everyone I ever knew that's gone but fought it

I'll see them coming views, I'll feel my jaw hit

And I'll applaud it

The devil may break you, the devil may take you

But we'll break through