Not much of assets, not much of a problem

We're both standing still outside of the fence

Don't go too far.

Make your mind up

And I'll chase you through the seats

The chase will wind up

I got blood on the soles of my feet.

So I was young for only a heartbeat

We'll bite our tongues and sleep on the concrete

Don't waste my time.

Make your mind up

And I'll chase you through the seats

The chase will wind up

I got blood on the soles of my feet.