Attention

I'm dragging the drapes back from the windows And that bone warmth is soaking into my skin And dashing through that gold and green Yeah feeling the rush of my heartbeat Yeah you've got my attention These years slipping by And I'm ready to listen Cause in the end everybody dies So fuck it let's live life And isn't poetic thinking of death in the fall The seasons echoing my mood So call me Huxlian Yeah call me blue Well I can hear that soft hum of finity too Been doing what I love just to do it 'cause Well in the end no one's going to remember me Yeah you've got my attention These years slipping by And I'm ready to listen Cause in the end everybody dies So fuck it let's live life Ooh oh oh oh Ooh oh oh oh Yeah you've got my attention That checkered paper falling off the walls And should I be scared of the subtle counting down Or is it weirder that I'm not Yeah you've got my attention These years slipping by And I'm ready to listen Cause in the end everybody dies So fuck it let's live life