I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories...
They say they don't know when but a day is gonna come.
When there won't be a moon and there won't be a sun. It will just go black.
It will just go back to the way it was before...
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out, also keeps out the joy...
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not;
and often times we call man cold when he is only sad...
