Reasons

I've lost the feeling of summer to winter skies

And it's not quite the picture I had of twenty five

You see loneliness it peaks when undefined

When standing on the top of the mountain under tangerine skies

I've got thirty tries left to amend it

To set things right

Now how come none of the seasons, can light my sky?

It's not quite the picture I had of twenty nine

Now I burn Rome for leisure and pay no mind

For all the prettiest flower arrangements lie in the wild

I've got thirty tries left to amend it

To set things right

I've got twenty five reasons to end it

But one to abide

I've got a hundred million lies to defend it

But one to be alive

I've got 25 reasons to end it

But one to abide