[verse 1] The field doesn't seek its name The ball doesn't roll, doesn't toll A freaking show of war A surge of braces can always be grounded; speed doesn't align with the precision left by scars, Better by far Better by far [verse 2] When you're running from a self-made wildfire A whole fresh path is laid for you so don't look back at the trail you've made but walk by the ashes that burned you through and through walk by the trail, that you pulled through pulled through [haunting solo] My eyes don't explain why it cuts and I could hate you, as I lean in for a kiss a glare is far honest than those sweetening smiles, till the blood gladdens, and love is this, The rocks know love better than this [Bridge] So I'll be glad to watch you bleed For honor comes at the cost of the feel Kick the ball, and fight each other this is where, the things get real I go now and step in the field
