People say that I'll be fine Grow out of awkward times Pedal art at 35 I think they're dead in my sight
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
Hang that wreath, drown all clear thought Celebrate the launching of the loss of 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