The flickering lights, from the wind, from my window.

The stars in the sky, cutting holes,

through my my skin, through my window.

And after all,

this is the only place I know.

I've craved for the cold,

I can't seem to let it go.

Cause this is the only place I know.

The flickering lights, from the wind, from my window.

I'm finally home,

I can cry, all alone,

by my window.

My sorrow has bloomed

and I cherish my past,

through my window.

I carry my scars, like it's gold,

cause I know, that I'm stronger.

And after all, this is the only place I know.

I've craved for the cold,

I can't seem to let it go.

Cause this is the only place I know.