Like the end of days, with no one around.
Though this is not the case.
This is not the case.
For your mind is an over populated place.
Cluster fuck, mass of voices, shut them up.
Cast them away, free your mind, craving of the silence.
This is not the case, cast them away.
Like a winter's night, snow covered white and lifeless.
Keep your mind at bay, not attracting all those wolves.
Lock yourself away, you will stay afloat for now.
This is a new day, only for you to fuck up.