lost power in the apartment and let yourself out bible black matching the darkness from your neck down well equipped for adjusted eyes but dire come daylight a waste of your best disguise on morning s eyesight killed the lights in your apartment day in day out sank deep into the carpet where you ve lost count losing thread over countless years inconsistent with age in an aging mirror ultra silent but you there s always something to prove there s always somewhere to be i m not the type to sound so rude that ll never be me i m just the bridge before the tunnel you cross before blacking out with folded arms i ll offer structure to carry words that travel from your mouth there s always somewhere to move there s always something to be but that somewhere s on the floor beside the weight of your keys i could say i d spend the night but i promise i d be lying on your queen size set of standards with my single set of sights lost power in the apartment day in day out lost power in the apartment day in day out lost power in the apartment day in day out lost power in the apartment day in day out