Morning's first light Your first waking breath The way to make it all seem ok To be breathing in the world The way it looks out your window The way the light shines bright In a way that will always make sense Well, it never made much sense Since the time that you walked away You felt regret in how your hand's always shaking Oh, let that rain fall down So, let's bring it around We all fall down... Dusty sheets and window shades You're making sense of your everyday To put in an effort on a chance to leave But I guess that I just should've stayed Then waited 25 more years I fall asleep listening to you breath The way it looks The way you shake The way your hands How they always shake Do you wish rain would wash you away? The sun's absence at night Makes you think that I'm listening to Those same sad songs That you used to fall asleep to And in someone else's arms You're in someone else's arms, yeah? The way the moon rises in your soul Made it seem like we were still old But it's true it's all a wash because None of us ever become that bold (We'll never be that bold) Morning's first light Your first waking breath The way to wake to life With folded sheets; a masquerade A different way to hide your face A ghost like charm in the dim twilight I never understood... With my ghost like charm in the dim twilight I never understood why... I guess, I'll never understand why Your hand's always shake.

I found fact in art, if we were kids I'd cross my heart. Lifeless thoughts cauterize the pain, Making a bed for an early grave. Just to stay awake and beg, For eternal rest of common sense. Digress to be the beggar you chose, To gain access to your vote of confidence Or was it the consequence. A circle to find it's edge an endless ensemble Of what was so goddamn memorable. It takes away the days and turns it to ice. It's cold as hell enough to plea to die But there's a guesstimated plan. Plans never work so I guess it just won't happen.

I never was the one who made mistakes I never was the one man a gold to waste I never was a tragedy waiting for suicidal rage Yeah, I've made mistakes but they'll make my day You were the pain that I wish could stay Amphetamine joys on a weekend holiday A place to roll your head around The desert seems nice around this time Missed the place of rhythm and rhyme We're just a tragedy waiting to explode You're just history that ain't been written yet So, take it from the grapevine Write it down and say you've heard it before These same chords will be played by the same kids As they write the same words in different form Heart-attack, lullaby, set it to sleep I made your grave and now you'll rest They made your grace and it's built for you to rest

All these angels and demons Fighting a war that won't break even. I know you're wrestling with yours Tosses and turns your soul to the core I can tell you this I've been there too, But those angels seem to rest when I'm with you We all live and die But that doesn't mean that we beings have to die alone. I want to go out in ashes of my fondest memories Of when I found hope. In when someone else's eyes met mine To let me know that I finally found a place like home. I made a deal with the devil for your eyes to meet mine And that when I die I'll wish I'll die right by your side The truth is being a ghost could never got me home At least I know I'll never be alone As long as you never ever let me go. Darling this place is hell but it's better than being alone. Darling this place is hell but you make it feel more like home. We all live and die But that doesn't mean that we beings have to die alone. I want to go out in ashes of my fondest memories Of when I found hope in when your eyes met mine Because darling it reminded me that a ghost could feel at home

If i had a memoir, yeah it would read Quite the contrary of your popular beliefs I'd say these last handful of years Almost brought me to these uncontrollable tears And I've grown to know that I could be Anything that I truly wanted to be At my funeral read my eulogy Say something cocky like you miss me A prodigy, a loving father, a son But we all know the hell I put my parents through So, say something about the shit I did When I had nothing lose. Well maybe, I've been drinking far too much My body well it's rejecting these lungs My stomach is eating itself again I guess, I found this to be my new best friend. These hotels, bikinis and drugs You said: "Man I couldn't ever ask for more" In a place here with our dreams on... (the floor) At my funeral read my eulogy Say something cocky like you miss me A prodigy, a loving father, a son But we all know the hell I put my parents through So, say something about the shit we did When we had nothing... (lose)