I can take pictures off of the wall
Not so much the pictures out of my head
And if I want to well I won't at all
I'll remember that Fall 'till I'm dead
Breathe dirt this world is old
My lungs burn through smoke and mold
Us creatures lay down to rest
The last breath escapes our chests I guess
I was always looking for something to do
Now I'll do anything if it means helping you
Feel blue all of my friends
And I live on carcinogens
Us creatures lay down for rest
The lead lifts from our chests I guess
We're just poor creatures with nothing for you
I love you forever even if you don't want me to