A Song for the Optimists

Blow the last candle out. Let the wax harden
I wish I could stop crying. And I wish that someone still loved me [x2]
Just breathe and focus. How can I when the air is so cold and empty
That my lungs froze right in my chest
I'll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to fake. [x2]
What do I have to do, or who do I have to kill, to get what I want. What I need [x2]
Happiness is an emotion I was born to this world without, nothing pleases me
And I can never be satiated
Through this toil I will breed my own distress and destroy my best hopes
Fuck up the only things that I love
I watched my aspirations crashing to the ground, on the backs of the angels that I've slain
But I meant so well, I tried so hard, gave everything in my soul, to what end, to what end
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. [x3]