Terrace of the nightclub, cigarette butts, white wearing young boys
All the things you would like, all the highs, dancing, not hearing own voice
The crowd is so tight that you’re gasping for air, only to inhale smoke
If I don’t see you tomorrow, can you take care of this one hope?

Take care of my lyrics, that’s where I put the meaning when it seemed to be meaningless
Take care of my enemies, I never wanted beef, so it’s time to get some quiet peace
Let my father know I tried be a mountain, placed in an ocean, water all around me
Couldn’t stand tall so I started drowning, and now you found me

Tell me you won’t leave me, I want you to see this
Moment of my weakness, smallest that I’ve been yet
Leaning on you selfishly, even though I’m leaving
Asking for your blindness as I attempt to seize it

Apathy is killing me, getting hard to fight it
Don’t remember what it feels like to be inspired
Wind and water overhead, taking out the fire
Red coal flickering underneath the pyre

Step inside it I hear from the other side now
Lord of light claiming just another damn liar
Tongues of flames are licking me, blazing even higher
Now the mask is ripping off, showing what I’m hiding