Texty: Paint By Numbers. Plastic. We Come Down.

So long I'll be gone
by the time you read this, the damage is done
Cut this up or swallow it whole
I tell you nothing with words alone
I tried to find a simple way to make my escape
Now that I've found it, I feel so low
Turn away we're not ready
We come down this moment ends
In this haze the sun was setting plastic and fake
You still let me down
Lie to me 'cause I like to hear
"we'll always stay the same you are safe my dear"
I tried to separate reality from dreams
And ended up somewhere in between
We face the sky our backs against the ground
Let the light erase this
There is no other way out
Let the light erase this