In The Nighttime

Shadows expanding in the nighttime Thought I could fight it Guess I'm fooling myself Demons are stirring in the moonlight Thought I could hide it I'm just moving my mouth Good morning, the sun is up Time for a freshened approach My fears are scattered in the sun when my eyelids first open up Busy schedule, good thing Time lacks then to overthink But thoughts prevail on my bedside when I got nowhere else to be Crushed With a couple dozen tons of Weight I'm alive now, though it don't mean Much Got a couple hundred kinds of Pain Constantly circling The storm of the century, now In a confined space I know to swim, still I drown Crippling tidal waves Worse in the nighttime Quiet and alone Comforting skylines Usher in the cold Shadows expanding in the nighttime Thought I could fight it Guess I'm fooling myself Demons are stirring in the moonlight Thought I could hide it I'm just moving my mouth Daylight comes Never fast enough Flashes hope Never really comes In the sun It reveals the hurt Daylight comes Never long enough A false hope Shortly overcome In the sun Even it can burn The storm of the century, now In a confined space I know to swim, still I drown Crippling tidal waves Present in all times 'Specially when alone Comforting skylines They're all just false hope Shadows expanding in the nighttime Thought I could fight it Guess I'm fooling myself Demons are stirring in the moonlight Thought I could hide it I'm just moving my mouth Shadows expanding in the nighttime Thought I could fight it Guess I'm fooling myself Demons are stirring in the moonlight Thought I could hide it I'm just moving my mouth I'm just moving my mouth