Текст песни The Argument - Rosewell Collective

Driving home
Driving home
Driving up the Parkway North
The chill that's running down my spine
Can only mean a thunderstorm
I picture you and only you
Distracting all the others
But your open-ended fretful tone
Just cuts right through the silence

I bet you just see me as the sheep
Who has wandered off unknowingly
The ideal heart to sink your teeth in
You're not doing any better
No one lives the fairytale
Their parents promised them when them were young

You know they only act that way
Because they're just playing the part
They've labeled you a Harlequin
To cover up your confidence
Until there's nothing
They'll toss you in the wind
Until you're nothing
Just a disregarded sin

Driving home on the road
I hear the drops of water
The pounding on the windshield
Won't stop cutting through the silence