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