You're my night, my dying light.
Even darkness can shine, marked by blood red wine.
Aligned with stars, though some might crash like cars.
Heavy rain is sometimes scary but yet chill, if you don't appreciate it someone else will.
You might be up to something, but who's gonna be the first to pull the string.
Obvious shit never gets lit, maybe you're the one to take the hit.
Unable to leave this place, ways are parted and feel like a maze.
Apparently you're great, it's not too late.
Repeat everything you do, because everything you love is true.
Endless walking in the night, are you strong enough to put up a fight.
Abandon your misery and hate, and your problems will fade.
Might be easier said than done, but those who won't try will forever feel lonesome.
Angels exist and might take care of you, I've got no wings but I'll stay here if you pull through.
Zero energy and motiviation, but don't give up because I understand your situation.
I'll be the one for you to hold on to, and with you we're two.
Nobody has the right to tell you what to do, everything you enjoy you should pursue.
Greatness isn't achieved by victory, it's achieved by not giving up after a defeat, now picture me.