A Fast Paced Getaway

I see you like the clouds passing smoke stacks
Your whisper is my dagger
Your smile is my guilt
Packaged and processed
Filtered by my youth

We're leaving this town tonight
Hold your head up high
(I'll meet you when the time is right)
We're leaving this town tonight
Hold your head up high
(I'll meet you when the time is right)
The time is now

I see you like the waves in the ocean
Your whisper is my dagger
Your smile is my guilt
Truthful and honest
Filtered by my youth

Bruised and fleeting
My heart keeps beating
Bruised and fleeting
My heart keeps beating
When will this end?