Back to the days we felt so alive when the music, the crew was all we had.
We lost ourselves, chasing the climb
Every note we played, now we've got no time.
Get back: Strip it down to wheat we were before
The sound of home.
Eternal flame.
Fuck depression and anxiety
This music is still our love
Get back: Strip it down to wheat we were before
Get back to where we were
Get back