Maritime Are We Renegade Lyrics

Perfectly compressed wider holes between your shoulders.
Are we renegade or have we orders, is this a passing
phase.
All that want can make a fool of you until you're out of
breath
You can catch your death if there's comfort here. Here, we turn the lights down low.

It's a full time job trying not to work at all.
Crack a smile until we look drunk or awful in our best
suit.

Here, we turn the lights down low.
Turn the lights low.