Story Of The Year. Page Avenue. In The Shadows. Zeneszám

We both take the hardest punches
And collect black eyes just to prove it
Still we pass by just like strangers
And we speak just like the closest enemies (enemies)

Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far

Somehow my words are rendered useless
Still I pull my lip down to my chest
Just to show you how my jaw is
Tired from waiting to say the things that you should hear (you should hear)

Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far

Afterall we're still the same
These empty promises seem to never change
there's a smile on my face and it's 2:55 AM
and this cramp in my wrist puts me back to sleep till it all comes around again

WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!

Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far

Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah, in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far