Light it up and go harder on the world, cos no one seems to tell that,
We're all relying on borrowed time.
And these days I go harder on myself, I'll drag myself through hell cos, I'm done with trying.


I fled the sun with my heels still smoking, my heart still cold and my lungs still choking I, Wasted time hopelessly hoping, that I'd somehow access the truth.


In recent times my skin's grown thicker, my back-bone strong and my thoughts are sicker, I Just adjust to life lost quicker and I'm tired of trying to prove.

And every year there's a crippling fear that it's harder to simply pull through.


Waiting for you, burn it to the ground, If I could take it back to when I didn't care before I hit rock bottom, I hit rock bottom.
I was lost, and self centred, I was drunk, with resentment.

If I could take it back to when I didn't care, before I hit rock bottom, I hit rock bottom.

Seems we're always illuminated by Taxi cabs or by street light placement, it's,

Constant coffee to keep dehydrated cos sleeping's a waste of my youth

And every year there's a crippling fear that it's harder to simply pull through.


Waiting for you, burn it to the ground, If I could take it back to when I didn't care before I hit rock bottom, I hit rock bottom.