

Behind the stacked pallets and the concrete floor You heard every word
through the dry-wall door Bluetooth speaker humming in the dust
We built a little world out of grit and trust
He screenshots the chat,
pulls the plug on the line A cracked phone screen shows the
warning sign
Deletes the trace but we're ready to run
(go!) We are building on a broken ground!
No room for silence when the walls come down!
Caught in the static of a secret flame
Under the scaffolding we write our name!
We hold the line!
We trace the sign!
No looking back tonight!
Now the roommate's quiet but the truth is out
Two shadows dancing in a cloud of doubt
Nothing left to hide,
we can leave the site With a cracked screen guiding our way
tonight
We are building on a broken ground!
We write our name! (yeah)