I Come Alive in the Dark

Sometimes I think about drinking myself to death Sleep all fucking day Enjoy the time I have left I'm so tired of begging you for a slice of that light Because baby you know that I'm the one who rules the night I hope you're reading this under a blanket While I'm beating like a bat beneath the stars You want a bitch who can cut like the Grim Reaper Baby I come alive in the dark Write-ups in Pitchfork didn't get you anywhere You think it's punk because you hold a guitar Looking at you is my numbing Baby I come alive in the dark Sometimes I wake up with black in my head And every little hiccup feels like a loose thread I'm one hundred steps closer to death By every witches' pricking thumbs You can call me Macbeth Because everybody wants to rule the god damn world And honestly your honesty makes me wanna... And everybody wants the rules to being cool And the first step is being callous So I want to thank you I want to thank you for the malice Looking at you is my numbing Baby I come alive in the dark Sometimes I look up and see reflections of myself Little pale imitations of a very real hell You're breathing down those pearly white sparkling gates But you're still fifty shades too safe to have what it takes I hope you're reading this under a blanket While I'm beating like a bat beneath the stars You want a bitch who can cut like the Grim Reaper Baby I come alive in the dark