Cannot look through the hotel window
It’s jet black and keeps the light
The room is full of smoke, lungs are aching
It numbs my mind
Its funny how the pills that help you to sleep at night
Make you wanna end it all when the sun is out
Let’s pretend that we are fine
That nothing can break us apart
As we fall onto the ground
One more day out of line
When the last of us is gone
Our tears gonna fall from the skies
Nourishing the wicked world
That we left behind
Staring into a funhouse mirror
What's in your heart?
Underwater the ghost can't hurt you
You're running out of time
When we were younger we said that it was written in the stars
Now the vultures are circling, ready for a repast
Let’s pretend that we are fine
That nothing can break us apart
As we fall onto the ground
One more day out of line
When the last of us is gone
Our tears gonna fall from the skies
Nourishing the wicked world
That we left behind
Let’s pretend that we are fine
That nothing can break us apart
As we fall onto the ground
One more day out of line
When the last of us is gone
Our tears gonna fall from the skies
Nourishing the wicked world
That we left behind
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