People say that I'll be fine
Grow out of awkward times
Pedal art at 35 I think
they're dead in my sight
Pre-Chorus
Grind my teeth
dissolve like salt
Mix my fears
in double malt
And I get lost in the night
I get lost in the night
I still want to open eyes
I've seen where we all hide
Suffocation in the time
Decorate the darker side
Pre-Chorus
Hang that wreath
drown all clear thought
Ce-le-brate the launching
of the loss of the night
And I get lost in the night
I get lost in the night
I get lost in the night
And I get lost in the night
I hate when people say
That I will be just fine
Swallowed up by lies
That got us everything
Hey I hate I can't
complain Because that
would be too slight
Josiah and the lion
So I get lost in the night
So I get lost in the night
So I get lost in the night
People say that
I'll be fine