These days are dark and the nights are cold People acting like they lost their soul And everywhere I go I see another person like me Trying to make it all feel like home
Standing on the bridge in the dark And I'm seeing my breath Trying to make it home without freezing to death And my grandfather's face is stuck in my mind and how Seeing him tonight's gonna be the last time I should've brought a jacket Blowing in my hands Like it's really gonna stop the chill I buy a cup of coffee with a five dollar bill thinking \"Laying in that box people look so still\" At times like these you start thinking Your first breath in and the clock starts ticking I'm not trying to bum anyone out Not trying to be dramatic just thinking out loud I'm just trying to make some sense in my mind Some defense from the cold that I'm feeling outside And for a minute escape with some rhythm and rhyme and Get away from the grey with just a bit at a time
Kinda funny how this world can treat you Like a freak in a sideshow a carnival creature Climbing outta cans I'm a diamond in the sand But you can't tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones My life's like trying to swallow a pinecone It's tough when you live fast just to die slow Talk to dial tones My dreams are far-fetched It seems so I sleep underneath this park bench I know it don't make sense And I don't expect you to know what it's like Smoke drink piss Sniffing everything in my sight Push rocks in a pipe, liftoff I keep puffin 'til my lips turn white and my chest gets tight But who the fuck really cares when you're so far left behind that even death looks right All I can do is hope for the best and pray That it gets a little better than yesterday
These days are dark and the nights are cold People acting like they lost their soul And everywhere I go I see another person like me Trying to make it all feel like home
Pardon me I think I'm next to url Too many problems going on that's why I left my girl Packed my bags and traveled with a pen and a notepad Pissed that I was broken and all the things that I don't have But still I try to find a way to escape From all the hate planted in my head which lead to mistakes But now I'm breaking the mold see I was patient and calm Many sleep in the rain but I'm awake in the storm Writing my life In a short film \"The Rise and Fall\" How I managed to scorch hills And climb the walls Pound pavement Aimless in the cold existence Even thought things are changing I'm going the distance Overcoming the doubt that had controlled for so long And put it all behind me 'cause life still goes on Now I'm much stronger and know where I stand While lost souls search over and over again
These days are dark and the nights are cold People acting like they lost their soul And everybody's trying not to cry trying to get by And trying not to feel out of control And if you look hard enough Sometimes you'll find a place that might just remind you of home But if it doesn't feel like home You can do what I do Just pretend you don't feel so alone
Feel like home... Эти дни темны, а ночи холодны Люди будто бы потеряли душу. И куда бы я ни пошел, Я вижу других таких же как я Пытающихся заставить меня почувствовать себя как дома
[Mike:] Я стою в темноте на мосту и вижу что мое дыхание Мечтает о доме, не умерев от холода В мыслях я вижу лицо моего деда. Я согреваю руки дыханием, как будто мне это поможет. Затем покупаю себе кофе. Думаю Люди все ещё лежат в этих коробках Время от времени вы как и они начинаете думать Ваш первый вздох и тиканье часов Я не пытаюсь бездельничать Я не ломаю комедию Я просто думаю вслух Лишь пытаюсь ос