Chorus:

You’re not what I’ve been looking for.
Prescription pills from the floor.
We’re not what we’ve been hoping for.
Oh, all us kids on the floor!

Verse 1:

the walls are the sky.
in this glass house the walls are the sky.
pass me a light,
i gotta smoke this through my trachea.
let’s go out tonight,
i gotta put this pill in my pupil.
pull down the blinds
i got some lightbulbs that float from the floor
if you’re afraid of darkness afraid of darkness
see I’m not anymore
if you’re afraid of darkness afraid of darkness…

[Chorus]

Verse 2:

memory lane,
but the shapes and angles aren’t the same.
something’s off,
the pavement’s all torn up.
the tree’s are bearing fruit
in the shape of organs.
the clouds are casting shadows
on rabid animals
are you afraid of darkness, afraid of darkness
see I’m not anymore
are you afraid of darkness, afraid of darkness…