A silhouette danced across the lights

Swaying soft, dressed in black

Bloodshot eyes, secret from the sun

Count it down

This time I'm getting out of myself

Nights like these won't give any rest

As they slip down waiting

Anxiously, they start to believe that

A way out is just beyond a reach

This will cure all of the aches

Just close your eyes, it'll be just fine

Dysphoria is plain to see

Disillusioned and standing alone

Down

The sky will swallow us whole the faster we go

Bend, break, til the clock strikes out

Bend, break

Is this the end?