| We both take the hardest punches |
| And collect black eyes just to prove it |
| Still we passed 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 that are useless |
| Still I pull my lip down to my fuckin' chest |
| Yeah, 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 |
| After all, still the same |
| These empty promises, seem to never change |
| There’s a smile on my face and it’s 2: 55 a.m. |
| And this cramp in my wrist |
| Puts me back asleep 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 |