"Into these twisted months I plunge without a light to follow
But I swear that I would follow anything
If it would just get me out of here
And so you get six months to adapt
And then you get two more to leave town
In the event that you do adapt
We still might not want you around
And I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that that is impossible now
And so I drink to stay warm
And to kill selected memories
Because I just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight
I give myself three days to feel better
Or I swear I’ll drive right off a fucking cliff
Because if I can’t lg.earn to make myself feel better
Then how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?
And I scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere
Just get me past this dead and eternal snow
Because I swear that I am dying, slowly, but it’s happening."

-If Winter Ends By Bright Eyes
Posted on January 28th at 8:42 AM

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