it s casual your chest lifts and falls the beating oars of hearts now we are the vehicles what s yours blurry like a naked map of stars in your eyes it s casual but we dress it up choirs of marching saints in the long thigh waiting i knew it all but i don t know no one was it just on paper we were taken taken in envy turns the grass green in the spaces between the shaking and shaken we try to shake it off so we dance all night we were warriors in the moonlight am i right was i wrong do we fight fight fight fight on envy turns the grass green in the spaces between the shaking and shaken envy turns the grass green in the spaces between the shaking and shaken the shaking and shaken