Grind State

Yeah They talk but they don't know the road

Watch your step on this cold concrete

Corner store shadows, the wind is freezing

We don't talk much,

we just watch the streetlamp gleaming

Heavy footsteps on the cracked-up pavement

Every single promise was a quiet arrangement (shhh) Locked eyes,

nobody is blinking

Heavy thoughts got a young mind thinking

Cold concrete, warm breath in the dark (in the dark)

Waiting for the spark to leave a permanent mark

No second chances when the night runs deep

Promises we make are the promises we keep

Sirens in the distance,

fading out slow

We count the losses that the papers don't show

Heavy leather jackets, hands in the pocket

If we start a fire,

no one can stop it (no way) Keep the circle tight,

never expand it

Took the hard road exactly how we planned it

Cold concrete, warm breath in the dark (in the dark) Waiting for

the spark to leave a permanent mark

No second chances when the night runs deep

Promises we make are the promises we keep

Yeah Just another night on the block Keep

your eyes open (shhh)