Stranger, will you leave by the morning? You're laying in place of tomorrow's version of you Overthinking my breathing and the last time I lost it Thought I found God but it was just a dark hue Now I indulge in any form of touch that's Warm and leaves me colder than I knew A string of conversations over wine in a small room You know we'd save them if we could but we don't have to People trying to just be people Looks a lot like steeples guarded by a reaper I don't want the sequel, this is too deceitful Wonder if I'll meet you where the light seeps through Wonder if you're waitin' Or am I the one who's waitin' for you? Doctor, can I leave by the evening? I'm laying in place of tomorrow's version of me Overthinking my stability and the last time I lost it It's there on your paper, written in black and blue Now I indulge in any last substance That's warm and leaves me colder than I knew A whispered conversation over beds in a white room You know they'd save me if they could but they don't have to People trying to just be people Looks a lot like steeples guarded by a reaper I don't want the sequel, this is too deceitful Wonder if I'll meet you where the light seeps through Wonder if you're waitin' Or am I the one who's waitin' for you? I hope the things I know are lies turn out true I'll be seeing you in the arms of a dark hue