| Don’t waste all your minutes in the sun |
| With your head resting on it’s pillows |
| What were you thinking? |
| What are you thinking today? |
| I don’t even know if I could stand |
| If I felt your heart |
| As you do |
| Paper melts under your pen |
| Still trying to write an end |
| No amount of common sense |
| Can turn fear into your friend |
| But you’re not one to talk |
| And it’s so hard to see |
| If your head is playing for keeps |
| I don’t even know where I would start |
| If I fought so hard |
| Trapped every night |
| In the back of my eyes |
| Glaring at the future |
| You’re going through hell |
| All ghost and no shell |
| And all your fears are singing together now |
| All your fears are singing together now |
| But you’re not one to change |
| The same dream stuck on repeat |
| God I hope you’re playing for keeps |
| What’s it matter anyway |
| If you’re held by the throat until you stay? |
| Stuck in the back of your eyes |
| Spinning clockwise |
| Cut all your ties |
| What does it matter anyway? |
| What’s it matter anyway |
| If every second feels the same? |
| Cut all your ties |
| Throw out the dice |
| Claw out your eyes |
| What does it matter anyway? |
| All ghost and no shell |
| Spinning 'round in your prison cell |
| Your fears are singing |
| Louder now |
| You’re so damn used to the fucking sound |
| But you’re playing for keeps |
| You’re playing for keeps |
| You’ll never sleep |
| While your half-heart beats |
| You’re playing for keeps |
| You’re playing for keeps |
| Accepting defeat |
| You’re playing for keeps |
| You’re playing for keeps |