Would you feed me some light
From here I can't decide
Where we're going where we're going to
I could spend some time running from the news

Down by the docks I'll drown all my money
And I feel no pain cause I feel no pride
But when that mirror drops I'll get fucked up on who am I
Who am I
As time arranged for all to fade away

Can you see through the night
To be someone is to be someone is what it is to believe
Have you packaged all of your [?]
Let it sink to thе bottom my friend
Floating like a bottle to thе shore
Of my soul

Just filling [?] I'm waiting, listening
To the measure of memory and the collection of past
It's true it's [?] by our inner pessimist
[?]
As time arranged for all to fade to black
As time arranged for all to fade