| Watching static on the television |
| Dirty dishes in the kitchen |
| No one’s home |
| I got 20/20 blurry vision |
| Music playing, I don’t listen |
| My blood’s cold |
| Feels like every day is just more the same |
| Grab a coffee, have a smoke, and then I get on the train |
| If I counted all my blessings, then I shouldn’t complain |
| But it’s so hard to explain |
| We’re all broken, we’re all choking |
| Like our words are cigarettes |
| All these feelings don’t need reasons |
| 'Cause they’re real inside our heads |
| So I guess it’s better we don’t live forever |
| Still, I’m scared about the end |
| But I keep on breathing, keep on breathing |
| Fall asleep and start again |
| I got money in my pocket and somebody I’m in love with |
| Still I feel alone |
| So I pace in my apartment, thinking, maybe now I’ve lost it |
| Living like a ghost |
| Feels like everyday is harder than it was yesterday |
| Grab a coffee, have a smoke, before I get on the train |
| Look around at everybody, I can see in their face |
| It’s just more of the same |
| We’re all broken, we’re all choking |
| Like our words are cigarettes |
| All these feelings don’t need reasons |
| 'Cause they’re real inside our heads |
| So I guess it’s better we don’t live forever |
| Still, I’m scared about the end |
| But I keep on breathing, keep on breathing |
| Fall asleep and start again |
| We’re all broken, we’re all choking |
| Like our words are cigarettes |
| All these feelings don’t need reasons |
| 'Cause they’re real inside our heads |
| So I guess it’s better we don’t live forever |
| Still, I’m scared about the end |
| But I keep on breathing, keep on breathing |
| Fall asleep and start again |