Downwinders -

The air feels heavy tonight, my breath taste like sulfur.

My lungs are burning, my heart is aching.

I’m at war with the world.

I’m at war with the world.

Love lost on repeat.

I’m at war with the world.

Love lost on repeat.

I take sips of cyanide to complete my little suicide.

Adamant about absolution, my mind has masterminded a revolution.

Tears soak through my clothes, leaving patches of eternal cold.

I’m made to spill my soul.

I’m made to spill my soul.

The air feels heavy tonight, my breath taste like sulfur.

My lungs are burning, my heart is aching.

I’m at war with the world.

The air feels heavy tonight, my breath taste like sulfur.

My lungs are burning, my heart is aching.

I’m at war with the world.

Adamant about absolution, my mind has masterminded a revolution.

Tears soak through my clothes, leaving patches of eternal cold.

I’m at war with the world.

Love lost on repeat.

I’m at war with the world.

Love lost on repeat.