My city sleeps,
but my body survives the fall
a blank slate brain steers this vessel through it all
let the sun escape
through the cracks in my lungs
keep the dark in my heart,
where i feel no one belongs
was i ever really happy
did i feel it hard enough
was I ever feeling empty
cos i’m a real fine mess
every vein’s polluted with alcohol
numbingly loving life
once and for all
let the sun escape
through the cracks in my lungs
keep the dark in my heart,
where i feel no one belongs
was i ever really happy
did i fake it hard enough
was I ever feeling empty
cos i’m a real fine mess
i name no one to know who i am
even my name’s off the list
always struggle to be
the subtle and sweet optimist
was i ever really happy
did i feel it hard enough
was I ever feeling empty
cos i’m a real fine mess

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