Lyrics
Seemingly avoided. A fresh return, to the start. I guess I'm alcoholic. Not for booze, but the melancholic. The light is growing stronger, the bigger shadow it casts. Changing lanes, popping pills. I'm still gonna crawl, up these hills. Far more relatable. Feeling of everything devoided. Longing for the nightlife, pacing for the afterlife. I feel more at home, chewing styrofoam. The light is growing stronger, the bigger shadow it casts. Changing lanes, popping pills. I'm still gonna crawl, up these hills. Longing for the nightlife, pacing for the afterlife. Longing for the nightlife, pacing for the afterlife. The light is growing stronger, the bigger shadow it casts. Changing lanes, popping pills. I'm still gonna crawl, up these hills. I'm still gonna crawl, up these hills.