Purple Smoke

We're trying to see ourselves through the eyes of someone else Thinking deeply, breathing heavily, we have no meaning, yet we need something to believe in Again and again we lose ourselves in the world trying to embody its beauty But maybe it's not about that, maybe it's not in us or above our heads Maybe it's somewhere between our hearts, our souls, the chaos in between Somehow it always gets to us, the same old shit, we're fucked up, we're broken We cry so hard, but only if the lights go out and we feel free They can take my life and take my soul But they'll never have my heart I've heard you knocking at my door Can't let you in, but at least you've tried We're standing on the top of the hill, trying to reach the sky But we can't get higher, so we just get high Lie down, close your eyes and imagine the future ahead of us Wishing we were kids again, no social awkwardness, no drugs or alcohol, no sex, no shame Just us rolling down the hills and laughing at adults cause they're way too serious for us Poems and handmade cigarettes, what else do we really have Music and innocent hearts And if we lose it, just promise me that we won't do it apart They can take my life and take my soul But they'll never have my heart I've heard you knocking at my door Can't let you in, but at least you've tried Do you ever feel like there's something wrong with you Like something doesn't work the way it's supposed to and you just pretend, say the right things and people seem to like you, but you don't even know why But there's no joy, only loneliness, alienation and weariness Do you ever feel like that And does it ever end Take my life and take my soul, take my life and take my soul, take my life and take my soul Take my life and take my soul, take my life and take my soul, take my life and take my soul