They say these are the best of days, and as we grow older so does all of the heartache. So let's raise our half empty glasses to all the things that should have been. Keep wishing and wishing to end this nightmare we live in, to stop this crawling in my skin. Forget everything and dive right in to this catastrophe just waiting to begin.

Between here and the prison you call home, so little could go right, but so much could go wrong. I'd trade half the world for a shred of bravery, but despair stretches farther than the eye can see.

I wish there were better days to go back to, but we keep wasting what's left of our youth. And I keep falling further down, because she just won't come around.

Plant my ear to the earth, wiretap the sun. Anything to find out what wrongs I've done.

And like the lonely, old man living on abandoned roads, praying every night to try to save his wretched soul, I refuse to live in fear of dying alone just because I never held on to the things I loved most.

So I held you close as I shuddered through the night. A memory too bitter to melt this heavy sheet of ice. I've grown so cold while you've stayed warm on the inside. And every word to convince myself that I'm still right.


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