one time in your life
you've got the route in hand but the map is stuck
they said it's
not your fault the tires are tired the camera moves
and your drivers been pulled
and i i have always felt this
and i i could never hear it
so i turned it up and turned it on
and turned it down
always the volume always the words
review the press and tell it like it is
your life is hype, your love is hype
and i i will clench my own fist
and i i will always wait
there's more there's more than blood that beats
through my heart
my hands my feet stuck between my tounge
and my teeth
we don't know so we wait for tomorrow
we don't know so we wait for tomorrow
we don't know so we only go forward
two times in your life you will trace the edge
sink your toes in
review the press and tell it like it is
my life is hype my love is hype
and i i will clench my own fist
and i i will always wait
i'd wait up all nite for you