Lyrics

I bet if you heard half the shit I've been up to
you'd throw your shoulders back and stand, six foot two
your philosophy books, what did they prove?
just that you and aristotle can both be assholes.

If i could i would disappear into the screen
with every single shining pixel bleeding through me
every single shining pixel will bleed through me

i don't want you to hold my arms not out of romance or affinity
just seems a smart way to dodge responsibility

Twenty and unsure of everything in front of me;
Damn fog here, hides the future, we can't see a thing.
We cant see a thing

If i could i would disappear into the screen
with every single shining pixel bleeding through the me
every single shining pixel will bleed through me