Picked up nothing, in high Hope's to drop something. Always on the move.
Don't wake me up, I'm dreaming my next nightmare. Drink with me because I no longer care. Let's just forget about time.
Everyone I've known lost themselves with alcohol. Hoodies and chasers was a necessity for them all.
Like curtain I block the light to be alone and cold. Dim lights feel like gold.
I believe I'm ready for my next mistake,
In high Hope's the outcome gets great.
I dropped something, and picked up nothing.