Everyone's asleep
I can make food when I get home
and sprawl into my bed alone
and try to keep my head in a good place
face it
I've been wandering the streets
I've been wandering
it's not a cold dead world
it's just a cold dead world when we're blue
I refuse to admit that I should just quit
because the way I live my life is something right
it's something I can hold on to
can you hold on too?