Heaven
See you in seven
Since I am just God’s pet
(Severed)
Anxious
Searching for something more than just oxygen
Something more than oxygen

Does apathy come with age?
Am I just victim to turning the page?
This love of life is just a love of fucking waiting
For dead ends and dead new beginnings

The spirals keep growing, and the gusts keep blowing (Time)
The Highlands will (And blood) swallow me (Blind)
Payed with the gift of death
(Fold, my) So I could find (Mind) the charm to life
I've given up on trying, I’ll find myself in ICD