Culver Songtext
von Olsson

Beds made, untouched
Made piles of our stuff
Bare wounds, new rules
I′m quiet, you're cool

New dirt, old shoes
You don′t cry but I do
Bright nights, city lights
You sleep, and I'm up

And I want you to stick around
And I want you to hear me out
And I want you before myself
And I want you to leave the crowd

You say things won't change
But I can′t say the same
I say I′m okay
But my legs keep giving way


New dirt, old shoes
You don't cry but I do
Bright nights, city lights
You sleep, and I′m up

And I want you to stick around
And I want you to hear me out
And I want you before myself
And I want you to leave the crowd
And I want you to stick around
And I want you to hear me out
And I want you before myself
And I want you to leave the crowd

And I want you to stick around
And I want you to hear me out
And I want you before myself
And I want you to leave the crowd
And I want you to stick around
And I want you to hear me out
And I want you before myself
And I want you to leave the crowd