Gonna miss your ways, your sin, your smell, your smile

An anxious attempt to let you know

Dancing on the roof

The only things surrounding you now

Are the circular memories

Infect your conscience

They are the make

Does anybody feel this way

Does anybody feel like I do

Does anybody feel this way

Does anybody

There's a way

A way to get out of here

To escape these storms and find some shelter

To rid of your darkness,

Down To The Cellar

Sitting in the sand, watch the tide roll up

Take a deep breath in, as your past fades out

Let everything

Brushstroke: Debtfoabaaposba

You feel so drunk

When you use your own mind

And I feel so drunk too

When you bring me down

I'm never safe from what you're gonna be on my own

Being

It's gone from light to gray

But I'll move those clouds away

Letting the sun shine through

In this

He said: patience is the key to

For a change to ensue

Warm the arctic cold

And drop down

To the ground

Wait