Did you expect it all to stop at the wave of your hand
Like the sun is just going to drop if it's night you demand
Well in the dark we are just air so the house might dissolve
But once we are gone
Who is gonna care if we were ever here at all
Well summer is going to come
And it's gonna cloud our eyes again
There is not need to focus when there is nothing that it worth seeing
So we trade liquor for blood in an attempt to tip the scales
I think you lost what you loved in that mess of details
They seemed so important at the time
But now you can't even recall any of the names faces or lines
It is more the feeling of it all
Well winter is going to end
And I'm going to clean these veins again
So close to dying that I finally can start living