Tip Toe

We walk the fine line of truth n fiction

We speak the words that u hate to listen to

Lite up the world

We're the sons of fire

(Burn everything)

We see the furture

We kno the outcome of this

(We dont lose much)

Cracks in the ceiling

Cracks in the floor

Don't u fall threw

Ears in the building

Eyes on the walls

Holes in your ceiling are holes in our floor

Tiptoe

What were cookin

Is not for dinner

We serve revenge

Like weve always knew we would

We stuck around

Wen they told us not too

(We will never leave)

We shot the breeze

N now we ended up on top

(Bang bang)

Cracks in the ceiling

Cracks in the floor

Don't u fall threw

Ears in the building

Eyes on the walls

Holes in your ceiling are holes in our floor

Tiptoe

Cracks in the ceiling

Cracks in the floor

Don't u fall threw

Ears in the building

Eyes on the walls

Holes in your ceiling are holes in our floor

Tiptoe