Stingray

For the millionth time
Giving up the night
When you know you'll die
Hopefully in an hour

Take advantage of it now
The faces on the ground
I'm holding back a lie
Your face just keeps me tied to you
Pulls me like a noose
Cant give in, its just a trend
Im youthfully dead

Have you even tried to like it when it rains
Well I don't mind
Stingray, see how
The choices made in anger are the worst

For the millionth time
Giving up the night
When you know you'll die
Hopefully in an hour
But I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
To see you cry