Wither

I wither in the night, can you hear my ghost?

Carved your name inside my veins, it hurts the most

Falling through the static, where the shadows grow

I'm fading slow

Blood on the mirror, I don't like what I see

Empty bottles in the corner, they keep staring at me

Chasing halos in the dark, but they always deceive

Love feels like a cigarette, burning holes in my sleeve

I don't know if I'm awake

Or just drowning in mistakes

Silhouettes begin to break

But your voice still resonates

Writing letters I'll never send

Dreams collapse and then pretend

Every song's a bitter end

But I still play it back again

I wither in the night, can you hear my ghost?

Carved your name inside my veins, it hurts the most

Falling through the static, where the shadows grow

I'm fading slow

Cracks in the pavement, they remind me of you

Every step drags me deeper into something untrue

Painted skies in my head are all black and blue

Even roses start to rot if they never bloom