October

colder, colder I feel ten years older

october, october

i've never felt lower

colder colder I feel so fucked over

october october

i'll never be sober

i feel so fucked over

colder, colder

we burnt out we smoldered

the labor of love

turned to weight on our shoulders

and I can't help but wonder if we left our love for dead

buried in our heads with all the things that we try to forget

but I still remember

i'll hold on until november

i'll hold on until november

colder, colder I feel ten years older

october, october

i've never felt lower

colder, colder I feel so fucked over

october, october

i'll never be sober