anesthetic
Singer:into it. over it.
my reflection in the window won't reply
the steps that i've been taking
is the bed half empty or half full?
not that i should apologize
i've worked my whole life
for the peace of mind to die alone
for some fate i could make my own
you see some things never change
and not for lack of aiming
fundamentals never swaying
but doubt shoots down the reasons in my way
is the bed half empty or half full?
not that i should apologize
i've worked my whole life
for the peace of mind to die alone
for some fate i could make my own