Can I follow you to home now? Your shoes – your legs I heard they were hand in hand Self I'm blinded by your who*e eyes The wave it burn Tells me that it hurts Time Carried Let's get carried Let's get going The demons in my head will start to crawl in They sink their claws into me but I'm laughing Cause when I'm standing on your stilts I won't be falling down No no no more Salt water on my hot lips With my fingertips I wrote her her name Like the bottom of her sleeve One day may be She'll have her smell Carried Let's get carried Let's get going The demons in my head will start to crawl in They sink their claws into me but I'm laughing Cause when I'm standing on your stilts I won't be falling down No no no more When we're walking out When we're walking out When we're walking out When we're walking out