A Song For The Optimists
Blow the last candle out
Let the wax harden
I wish I could stop crying
I wish that someone still loved me
Blow the last candle out
Let the wax harden
I wish I could stop crying
I wish that someone still loved me
Just breathe and focus
How can I when the air is so cold and empty
That my lungs froze right in my chest?
I'll be honest
The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to fake
I'll be honest
The silver linings
Are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are becoming so difficult for me to fake
My time is now
And I'll take a stand
What do I have to do
Or who do I have to kill
To get what I want... What I need?
What do I have to do
Or who do I have to kill
To get what I want... What I need?
Happiness is an emotion
I was born to this world without
Nothing pleases me
I can never be satiated
Through this toil I will breed my own distress
And destroy my best hopes
Fuck up the only things (that I love)
I watched my aspirations crash into the ground
On the backs of the angels that I've slain
But I meant so well
I tried so hard
Gave every bit of my soul
To what end?
To what end?
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away.
Let the wax harden
I wish I could stop crying
I wish that someone still loved me
Blow the last candle out
Let the wax harden
I wish I could stop crying
I wish that someone still loved me
Just breathe and focus
How can I when the air is so cold and empty
That my lungs froze right in my chest?
I'll be honest
The silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to fake
I'll be honest
The silver linings
Are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are becoming so difficult for me to fake
My time is now
And I'll take a stand
What do I have to do
Or who do I have to kill
To get what I want... What I need?
What do I have to do
Or who do I have to kill
To get what I want... What I need?
Happiness is an emotion
I was born to this world without
Nothing pleases me
I can never be satiated
Through this toil I will breed my own distress
And destroy my best hopes
Fuck up the only things (that I love)
I watched my aspirations crash into the ground
On the backs of the angels that I've slain
But I meant so well
I tried so hard
Gave every bit of my soul
To what end?
To what end?
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away.
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Saller, Travis William Miguel, Ektor Alexander Varkatzas, Daniel Louis Jacobs, Christopher Gordon Thomson
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