Best Of Winter

We started to protect this
faked it, brought it up on the day we left
I've never liked it here, I'm running out the first chance that I get
No more fires, no more books
No more impressing, impending looks
I've never liked it here, I'm running out the first chance that I get
Roll your head back and let 'er rip
Roll your head back and let 'er rip
If there's a better way out of here
I'd like to know.

I can't turn back torn pages we've already read
and I couldn't ask
again.