Tilt

Are you still

Bound to all those waking heights?

Tilt

Afraid of all those sleepless nights?

Here, out on your own

I'll be home

Stood right by your side

High and still

Tender, torn, and taped up

Tilt

Words won't wash your makeup

Here, out of my mind

We'll be fine

Stood right by your side

And when we pass, when we fade

I won't go

Into the ground where we lay

I won't go

Here, out of our minds

I'll be fine

Stood right by your side

We'll be fine

Here, out of our minds

We'll be fine

Stood right by your side