Crumbs

The devils they burn inside of us

Are we ever gonna come back down - come around

I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us



If I was to give in - give it up - and then

Take a breath - make it deep

Cause it might be the last one you get

Be the last one

That could make us cold

You know that they could make us cold

I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold