Lyrics:

Our confessions, a night procession,
Discolor in sunlight
And if we should follow through and fake our own deaths
I'm hoping you'll show up,
No funeral wasted.

Without direction, so satisfying
Our information says hide out
And if you should spiral tell them we have a good time
And to prove they're not shallow.
This is what you can find here.

This is what you can find here.

Our love stays two steps ahead of plots and plans
Our love stays two steps ahead of plots and plans

This is what you can find here.

Our love stays two steps ahead of plots and plans
Our love stays two steps ahead of plots and plans