Horoscopes

(альбом: This Mind Of Mine - 2014)

There's no god if this is all there is for me,
A temper and conceptions that I'm lonely.

When death comes, I'll be ready,
But I'll waste my life preparing.
There's so much more to life than breathing.

I see life through a dog's eyes,
A world in black and white,
A world that would so happily forget me,

I'm faithless I'm shameless

I just wanna believe in something,
But I think that horoscopes are bullshit,
I just wanna believe in something,
Anything at all, yeah,

I'm faithless I'm shameless

I make terrible decisions,
and I pay for them in the fear that keeps my eyes glued to the ceiling.

If I drown, will you drown with me?
'Cause I'd hate to leave you lonely
In a world that would so happily forget me

I'm faithless I'm shameless

I just wanna believe in something,
But I think that horoscopes are bullshit,
I just wanna believe in something,
Anything at all, yeah,

All great men die young,
Just bodies in boxes or dust in porcelain and,
Once my friends are gone,
I'll remember when we held the world with our fingers.

All great men die young,
Just bodies in boxes or dust in porcelain.
All great men die young,
And I'm so fucking scared to outlive all I've ever known.

I just wanna believe in something...