Static On The Radio

There's static on the radio tonight
And in the quiet, somethings not quite right
It's far too cold to warm my soul in daylight
And in my room, the midnight sun burns bright
I'm arguing with people I can't see
Hunched over a backlit shrine to me
We can't agree on how or when or why
But somehow we all know the end is nigh
Is nigh
The end is nigh
The end is nigh

How long was I supposed to hold my breath?
When I let go, will anything be left?
I need to know there's still a world out there
And if it's dead, I need to taste the air
But what if all I find when I leave the cave
Are lies and liars until I find the grave?
I'll tell myself these thoughts I have are real
And someone else will tell me how to feel
How to feel
Tell me how to feel
How to feel

The tension festers on the stereo
Hides in my blankets, crackles in my clothes
My chest collapses, my head begins to glitch
I only move when there's something new to itch
I still fear the things that go bump in the night
I take the hit and clutch the blankets tight
But I'll stay here, staking out the shadows
I don't trust the things I see out in the light
In the light
Out in the light
Out in the light