I Dissolve کے بول

People say that I'll be fine Grow out of awkward times Pedal art at 35 I think they're dead in my sight Grind my teeth, dissolve like salt Mix my fears in double malt And I get lost in the night I get lost in the night I still want to open eyes I've seen where we all hide Suffocation in the time Decorate the darker side Hang that wreath, drown all clear thought Celebrate the launching of the loss of the night I get lost in the night I get lost in the night And I get lost in the night I hate when people say That I will be just fine Swallowed up by lies That got us everything Hey, I hate I can't complain Because that would be too slight Josiah and the lion So I get lost in the night So I get lost in the night So I get lost in the night People say that I'll be fine