Bikes Paroles

This house never been a home
All I want is to feel fine

When the night fades will you run
Or will you stay?
When the day breaks will you run
Or will you stay?

Take me away
Go and find a place
Where we can hide
Where we can sort our troubled minds

Uuh, uuh, uuh
Sort our troubled minds
Uuh, uuh, uuh

There is blood on these bikes
And it still hurts sometimes
How many memories do I have to kill to stay alive?
When the night fades will you run
Or will you stay?
When the day breaks will you run
Or will you stay?

Uuh, uuh, uuh
Sort our troubled minds
Uuh, uuh, uuh
(Uuh, uuh, uuh)
Nothing’s been a waste when it still leaves a taste, right?
Nothing’s been a waste when it still leaves a taste, right

But yours just bitter
And I‘m just a waste of time
So how am I still alive?