Looking at the present's fucking sad.
Yes, i tried the blue pill,
five times what i should have had.

And no, i'm not ok, but nothing's broke.
Maybe god will let me die when my dreams go up in smoke.

They're out there for me,
i know it.
Too far away to see,
but i'm always moving toward it.
It's getting hard to breathe, i don't know why.
The air looks clear to me,
but the atmosphere is sordid.

I'm not about to complain.
That's too much time and energy,
too long a walk to try to turn back.

And i'm not the same.
It's plain enough to see,
but some of us are living in the past.

Oh, but looking at the present's fucking sad.
Yes, i tried the blue pill,
five times what i should have had.

Jumped out of fire into frostbite.
Arms too weak to climb,
but still too strong to let go.

Maybe god will let me die when my dreams go up in smoke.

Happy new year from the ashes.
I gave my lungs a good telling,
my organs forty lashes.
My calendar is black.
I'd make new year's resolutions,
but the universe is going on attack.

Oh, but looking at the present's fucking sad.
Yes, i tried the blue pill,
five times what i should have had.

Jumped out of fire into frostbite.
Been drowning inside out,
since before i woke.

Maybe god will let me die when my dreams go up in smoke.

Feed the fire all you want, you won't take me.
Knock me down all you want, watch it save me.
Somehow I'm moving on, and it pains me.
They all may want me gone, let it chase me.