Better For Whatever Reason

We're peeling off the paint from our nails
The pill is hard to take without the thrills
Vine has overgrown past the peaks
The Sun has over-shone these ancient streets
Feel a little better now than we've been
Steady now for more than a season
Slowly filling up some of the emptiness
Still not quite right
Though alright
Sky is colored with a few clouds
Do I make the same impression on you now
Bodies so obsessed with the motion
Our blood is warming up from the notion
Feel a little better now than we did
Steady now for more than a season
Slowly filling up some of your emptiness
For whatever reason
For whatever reason