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I'll carry on feeling sorry for pity
A blistered reflection, yeah it's not pretty
I hide in the doubt and fear
While the world is waiting
By the gallows
If I could raise my glass from this far down
I'd turn my life around
It's easier awake
I would lie if there were noble parts in me
Than to realize my own mistakes
I would lie if there were noble parts in me
As I walk home in the rain
I'm dancing in my past again
I stumble past the gate
Barely awake
I still see it
I still see it in my shadow
In the vomit in the drain
I'm still the fucking same
While the world is waiting
By the gallows, by the gallows
If I could raise my glass from this far down
I'd turn my life around
It's easier awake
I would lie if there were noble parts in me
Than to realize my own mistakes
I would lie if there were noble parts in me
I'm still dancing in the rain
And shouting at the mirror
I'm sinking with the vomit in the drain
I'm still the fucking same
I'm still dancing in the rain
And shouting at the mirror
I'm sinking with the vomit in the drain
I'm still the fucking same
Dancing in the rain, still the fucking same
Still the fucking same
It's easier awake
I would lie if there were noble parts in me
Than to realize my own mistakes
I would lie if there were noble parts in me
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