Stroll On کے بول

Faith in a line of fire of heresy Ashamed to give it another shot Bold moves hardly start out carefully Afraid of becoming something that they're not Strange old ground got a little too familiar now Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, we'll fall apart here Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, stroll on, stroll on Can you feel the weight on your shoulder lift? Nobody's holding the line Some doubts just serve as a hypnotist Till hope can wake up your mind Same old sounds getting all a little too familiar now Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, we'll fall apart here Stroll on, we don't belong here Stroll on, stroll on, stroll on And stroll, stroll, stroll on And stroll, stroll, stroll on And stroll, stroll, stroll on Stroll on Stroll on Stroll on Stroll on