Davico

I got the call, we said we're leavin' tomorrow
 We're hollow, we're hollow
 We hit the road, I tried to sleep through the potholes
 It's hollow, this I know
 The more I hear it, it gets harder to follow
 The more I hear it, it gets tougher to swallow
 With our sights set low and our dreams on hold
 Daily bought and sold
 There's still fights left going,
 So throw down the phone
 Make your presence known
 We live in this city, but our hearts elsewhere
 And that's a sign of the times
 These houses are pretty, in a way that home base
 Could never hope to compare to
 We're feeling so gritty, and our heart's elsewhere
 And that's a sign of the times
 So you fight and you still always seek the next thrill
 And stop fearing the worst (and start expecting the best)
 I got some issues I blocked out with the bottle
 I fought though, at least I thought so
 I thought we'd come home,
 Everything would be solved though
 That's not so, I'm glad we talked though
 The more I hear it, it gets harder to follow
 It's been 5 months, it still gets tougher to swallow
 There'll come a time when
 We will choose to talk about it
 We'll hide our guns in a shoebox in the closet
 And we'll unlock it
 And everyone I ever knew that's gone but fought it
 I'll see them coming views, I'll feel my jaw hit
 And I'll applaud it
 The devil may break you, the devil may take you
 But we'll break through