Lyrics:

Not much of assets, not much of a problem
We're both standing still outside of stop end
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 were young for only your heartbeat
We will 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 (soles of my feet)