[COIN SPINS] [BANJO RIFF] [UPRIGHT + SUB] [VERSE 1 — COSMIC] We hit the Bank of Fear On the edge of town, Walked in broke, Came out with the walls torn down. Hope in our coats, Courage in a sack, Whole world yelling, "PUT THAT BACK!" You cracked the vault, I watched the door, Alarm went off— You yelled, "GRAB MORE!" Never took money, Never needed the cash. We stole our names Then disappeared fast. Then somewhere After the getaway ride— You took your road. I took mine. [PRE-CHORUS — BOTH] We got away! Just not together. Two different cities, Same strange weather. We got rich Becoming ourselves— [CHORUS] SPIRITUAL BANK ROBBERS! Hands in the sky! Stealing back the pieces They said weren't ours! SPIRITUAL BANK ROBBERS! Run, baby, run! We robbed the old story And disappeared before dawn! You went your way! I went mine! Two wanted souls Under different skies! We got rich Becoming ourselves— Just couldn't spend it In the same place, Same time! [POST-HOOK] Grab your coat! Start the car! We already know Who we are! No old script! No looking back! If we pull another job— WE AIN'T STEALING THE PAST! [VERSE 2 — MY LOVE] I hit some prisons You never knew. Found a couple cages With a beautiful view. Changed some locks. Burned some maps. Learned safety sometimes Looks like a trap. Heard you're doing well, Saw the lights come on. Thought I'd left you Where the old road stopped. But you kept moving— That's inconvenient. Memories stay still. People don't. And every time I thought I knew Who I walked away from— There you were, Becoming someone new. [CHORUS] SPIRITUAL BANK ROBBERS! Hands in the sky! Stealing back the pieces They said weren't ours! You went quiet! I went loud! Both found something On the other side! We got rich Becoming ourselves— Just couldn't spend it In the same place, Same time! [VERSE 3 — COSMIC] I ain't pulling up In some getaway ride. Sent one signal, Went back to my life. No second text. No six-call chase. No begging destiny To put you back in place. I built. Taught. Wrote. Made scars pay rent. Turned pain into lessons, Lessons to intent. 'Cause if you're my partner, You choose the job too. Can't rob tomorrow Dragging yesterday through. Still sometimes When something finally clicks— Damn. You would've understood This shit. [VERSE 4 — MY LOVE] Maybe I thought You'd circle that station. Maybe I'd always know Where you were waiting. But trains keep moving. Signs get changed. People keep growing Past yesterday's names. So if those tracks Ever cross again, I can't assume You'll be standing there then. Maybe I'd have To make my own move. Buy my own ticket. Choose my own route. [BUILD — BOTH] One message! No answer! Two lives Moving faster! One Cosmic! One My Love! No guarantee Those lines come back! And somewhere The universe sees us Near another vault— [BOTH] OH SHIT. [DROP] [CHORUS] GRAB YOUR COAT! START THE CAR! Not because The planets say That's where we are! No old life! No old plan! If we meet again, We meet where we stand! SPIRITUAL BANK ROBBERS! One more rule— Nobody gets dragged. Nobody gets fooled. If we hit another vault— We both walk in Because we both choose. [BLUES-ROCK BRIDGE] We robbed the Bank of Fear! Took it clean! Hit the Vault of Shame! Left nothing! Stole our names From the Hall of Regret! Took back joy! Took back choice! Found our own damn Speaking voice! "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TWO?" [MY LOVE] My Love. [COSMIC] Cosmic. [BOTH] That's enough. [BAND HIT] [BRIDGE 2 — SUNG] But when there ain't A vault left to crack, Nobody chasing, Nothing fights back— Tuesday morning. Coffee getting cold. Bills on the counter. No story to unfold. No sirens. No running. No beautiful war. Could we love the room When there's nothing To steal anymore? 'Cause peace ain't boring When you've finally learned You don't need The whole damn world To burn. [FINAL CHORUS] SPIRITUAL BANK ROBBERS! LOOK AT US NOW! We stole ourselves back And figured out how! Not from each other! Not from the past! We stole our own futures And made the damn things last! Maybe our tracks cross! Maybe they don't! Maybe we choose it! Maybe we won't! But if two old outlaws Meet somewhere new— [CUT] [COSMIC] Don't ask If we're going back. [MY LOVE] Good. [BANJO RIFF] [BOTH] WHAT ARE WE ROBBING NEXT?! [OUTRO] Two names On an old wanted poster. My Love. Cosmic. Reward? Everything They became While they were apart. [MY LOVE] You driving? [COSMIC] Hell no. [MY LOVE] Get in the fucking car. [ENGINE STARTS] [END]
