Hey Medic

When the day goes away and the river, if it's the closest I'll ever get

To feel me close to home, then I don't want a home

If I could just close my eyes, wake up melted from all the guises

The secrets that you hold, the truths that no one told

The solastic rhythms

Are not missing drive

You can call me jaded

You can call me whatever you like

Just need a song

Oh, just need a song

To wash us over

Redeeming me every time

But I don't think that I'll ever wait for us

And we dance

And we stumble

But we vacant know what used to be romantic

I might not have the means, the means to get through the end

But I don't know what's wrong, no, I don't know what's wrong

If I did what should I do, texting it former in my favour

But would that do the trick? It might not do the trick

I'm lost in seasons

They make me feel kind of shitty

And you can call it depression

And you can call it whatever you want

And the saddest songs

Oh, the saddest songs

Take me over

They leave my lips every night

And I try and I try and I try and I try

Now we dance

And we stumble

But we may can't tell what used to be romantic

Are we dead?

Don't know how

The blood, the plain that numb the pain, it's living