Sanoja: Matt & Kim. Sidewalks. Red Paint.

You're bringing the bar up
lifes not plastic
forks and paper cups
only Srgt. Lee can make a heavy weight
we'll set all things straight

hands and red paint
lets make some stains
lets make some stains getting dark
hands and red paint lets make a mark
all of these years you brought me here
you brought me here i thank you
all of these years that we cut through

some parts never talk
climbing fences
sleeping on roof tops

all so many things i see are shook i bet [?]
still rocks bricks and led [x2]

hands and red paint
lets make some stains
lets make some stains getting dark
hands and red paint lets make a mark
all of these years you brought me here
you brought me here i thank you
all of these years that we cut through

lets make life so big
make sure it can't be missed

i carry all these days for months and for years
i'll listen you hear [x2]

hands and red paint
lets make some stains
lets make some stains getting dark
hands and red paint lets make a mark
all of these years you brought me here
you brought me here i thank you
all of these years that we cut through [x2]