Talk it up or stare it down,
The broken dreams the worn down crown
Taking all your garbage out
One man’s trash another’s soul and heart
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
Glass half full but pockets empty
Open to the mindless possibilities
Wear your craft on your sleeve
Button them and hang up your beliefs
Rest your tired aching arms from this
Let your expectations dangle on the couch’s precipice
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
Most of all your demons play the strings of broken hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
The lines of expectation fade when there’s nowhere else to run
The broken dreams the worn down crown
Taking all your garbage out
One man’s trash another’s soul and heart
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
Glass half full but pockets empty
Open to the mindless possibilities
Wear your craft on your sleeve
Button them and hang up your beliefs
Rest your tired aching arms from this
Let your expectations dangle on the couch’s precipice
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
I won’t be afraid of your broken angry hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
Most of all your demons play the strings of broken hearts
I won’t be afraid of the dark
The lines of expectation fade when there’s nowhere else to run
03:07
You
You
Spend every dollar
Save time tomorrow
Time or money is yours
Inbox is full, dopamine pulling
Shadows of insecurities
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on
You
You
Reflective spaces
Collage of places
Come and let out the air open the window
Social buzz and political social clubs
Waste your afternoon watching the sunset through your phone
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on
You
You
Running out of seconds, running down the days,
My calendar is full but I can’t say the same for my brain
I’ve been chomping at the bit of my 8-bit dream
I’ll trade a day at the movies for a timeline of fame
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
You
You
You
You
Spend every dollar
Save time tomorrow
Time or money is yours
Inbox is full, dopamine pulling
Shadows of insecurities
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on
You
You
Reflective spaces
Collage of places
Come and let out the air open the window
Social buzz and political social clubs
Waste your afternoon watching the sunset through your phone
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on
You
You
Running out of seconds, running down the days,
My calendar is full but I can’t say the same for my brain
I’ve been chomping at the bit of my 8-bit dream
I’ll trade a day at the movies for a timeline of fame
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
Send me a postcard, read me the news
Write me a letter write me notes in the rear view
Mirror every moment, every second, every move
Let me waste my time on you
You
You
You
04:12