Did you expect it all to stop

At the wave of your hand?

Like the sun's just gonna drop

If it’s night you demand

Well, in the dark we are just air

So the house might dissolve

But once we're gone, who's gonna care

If we were ever here at all?

Well, summer's gonna come

It’s gonna 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 of the names, faces, or lines

It's more the feeling of it all

Well, winter's gonna end

I’m gonna clean these veins again

So close to dying that i finally can start living