Did you expect it all to stop
At the wave of your hand?
Like the sun's just going to drop
If it's night you demand
Well, in the dark we're just air
So the house might dissolve
Once we're gone, who's going to care
If we were ever here at all?
Well, summer's going to come, it's going to cloud our eyes again
No need to focus when there's nothing that's worth seeing
So we trade liquor for blood
In an attempt to tip the scales
I think you lost what you loved
In that mess of details
They seemed so important at the time
But now you can't even recall any names, faces, or lines
It's more the feeling of it all
Well, winter's going to end, I'm going to clean these veins again
So close to dying that I finally can start living