Light leaks and paranoia
The only colors in the frame
Contrast and blood
clairvoyant now only a waiting game
The only colors in the frame

You remind me of the weight I shed
Those winter nights begging you to come back
You look a lot like someone I knew in bed
Pitch black
Pitch black

Light leaks and paranoia
You call out my name
Now it’s all the same
You don’t hate me you love me but I took it all away