Grinding Grit

Take the wheel and let it slide

Nothing left to keep inside

Cold wind howling on the street

Heavy pressure at your feet

Can you feel it coming down Turning up across this town

(yeah, yeah)

Break the walls, let it blow

Everything you used to know (ooh)

Fire burning in the night

No more hiding from the light

Dusty highway, endless road

Throwing off the heavy load

No regrets and no delays

Burning out the old clichés

Can you feel it coming down Turning up across this town

(yeah,

yeah)

Break the walls, let it blow

Everything you used to know

(ooh) Fire burning in the night No more hiding from the light

(huuh,

let

it

breathe)

Break the walls,

let it blow (let it blow,

yeah!)