We are one of the same Our mistakes were made We're subject to erase this memory You were painting a frame Crammed on a train Where people's complaints feel like memory You can't believe what you see Every day's a new end of the world You can pray or complain I'll figure a new way to get on with this day-to-day All our lives We were always amazed By getting away With chasing the flames for a good trip You see the mundane ideas The smoke in the trees Don't terrify me for a minute Fickle assumptions, I figured a temper I'm first with the fingers stuck when it's the end outside But I'll be the last to quit this But I'll be the last to quit this Grab on to your seat It was faster than a car crash It's coming back to me now Matters what's remembered Pictures of our failures Imagine how you see it too Blinded by the streetlights Buried in the back like I don't wanna see this, yeah, I don't wanna see this Matters what's remembered Pictures of our failures It's funny how you see it too It's funny how you see it too Too Too