Westwork - Stampede in the Undergrowth Lyrics

Stampede in the undergrowth
But everyone will be alright
Many are from broken homes
And haven't had a decent night
Of sleep in awhile
Why don't you rest your head?
Someone will steal your favorite lighter

Heaven is a starry night
With blankets and a piece of bread
A bottle just for shear delight
No cops to kick us in the head
That look in your eye tells me one thing
I know you're not long for this world