Tekster: Deny Everything. Deny Everything. Notes On A Shitty New Year's Eve Party.

How I already hate this place. People falling in each other arms and I can't relate. And we may all pretend that we are alive but we're still dying. Dying every second. How I already hate this place. People falling in each other's arms and I can't relate. And we may all pretend that tonight we don't mind but we're still lying. Lying to ourselves. We're dying every second. We're lying to ourselves. We're dying every second. We keep lying to ourselves