My grip could get lighter
And yeah money’s so tight I’ve found
Not much of a survivor
Fairground ain’t stopping in this town
If you’re slipping I’m sliding
Never heard of solid ground
Ever light on the horizon
Getting blocked out by the crowds
Must mean it’s the low season
But there’s no reason
To give up, on this
We’ll stay high
On the promise that the low season
Soon to go
Meaning we’ll be right
Honest we’ll be right
My shouts should be whispers
Yeah honey you’re right I drowned
Treading water with blisters
Guess that the water just found me out
If you’re running I’m fighting
I swear summer will make you proud
In every way you’re so surprising
I’m just expected to be found
In the low season
But there’s no reason
To give up, on this
We’ll stay high
On the promise that the low season
Soon to go
Meaning we’ll be right
Honest we’ll be right
This is the low
This is the low
This is the low
This is the low