The night bleeds day,
with every breath I take
reality brings,
bright eyes, smooth skin

So what is left from this,
a bottle of broken self
In a moment it'll all be gone,
til the next time when it all comes back

Come on,
feed a lie,
watch the birth,
kiss the dirt
kiss it

Next time has come and gone,
what will bring the end,
a promise thrown into the night,
or a little reminder

So what is left from this,
a bottle of broken self
In a moment it'll all be gone,
til the next time when it all comes back

feed a lie,
watch the birth,
kiss the dirt
kiss it

Searching through these pieces,
looking for your shadow
Getting closer all the time

Countless words,
in a sea of explanation,
flailing to grasp,
a rock (to stand)

Shoulda let you go

Searching through these pieces,
looking for your shadow
Getting closer all the time

feed a lie,
watch the birth
kiss the dirt