empty skeleton, bark skin hides whats within; inside and out. the wind has stolen them, all your colorful friends, now you’re left without.
the sun sets, the streetlights, obey the rules and flicker to life, the shadows fill with doubt. the alleyways, corners of your mind, the brick streets, keeping you down, now you’re left without.
don’t you know how it feels to regret everything, to wish that you never left, and to wish that you had gone. oh, don’t you know how it feels to finally be validated in what you never let yourself believed in, but its too late; oh you’re too late somehow, and now you’ll go without.