five kids go

do you have the time to kill, let's go head for the shore, do you have the will to jump, down from the top of the world, if it's easier to burn, tie me up on a stake, empty high roads are calling, calling, my defences are slowly breaking them down, fuck these headstrong scheming plans, let's go head for the shore, on my last legs i'll take a stand, and jump from the top of the world, if it's easier to burn, tie me up on a stake, fire is my only friend, empty high roads are calling, calling, my defences slowly breaking, fuck your well-trained golden handshake, all we need is space to roam, all we have left is self-control, all we have to do is pack up and go, so catch me falling if you can, cut your ties and flush them down, cos we're tking back the rein, take control of time