Silver - Intellectual

[Verse-1]

I turn to drinking when I should turn the channel

The influence from the screen is poisoning me

Is this who I want to become?

Well I can’t answer until I know myself enough

But I’m afraid of the silver rain being numb to my skin

I want to know how it feels to be covered in it

Too focused on trying to love another

But shouldn’t loving yourself be more important?

I question myself but my knowledge is all dried up

Like the blood that dripped from my nose to my heart

But I’m afraid of the silver rain being numb to my skin

I want to know how it feels to be covered in it

Whеn Spring comes and goes, I have no onе to call on

No one to come see me, therefore I’m all alone

When Winter breaks promises and I’m left to rot in gardens

Covered in snow and pain, I don’t know my own name

Searching for the right way to help myself

A cold knife is sitting upon the shelf

Too tempted to grab it, I don’t wanna feel the cut

Yet if I do, does this mean I’m able to know

And love myself like I’m supposed to?

But I’m afraid of the silver rain being numb to my skin

I want to know how it feels to be covered in it

When Autumn leaves to stray, will I be better that day?

If I seek color and feel the wind, will you let me back in?

When Summer bleeds to say, you will be okay

Is that a way of knowing that I’ve stopped hurting?

Ooh, I can see it, ooh, I can see it

The sun should be coming up soon

Ooh, I can hear it, ooh, I can’t hear it

The sounds of the horns from Heaven

Ooh, I can feel it, ooh, I can feel it

And I suddenly feel, I’m no longer numb